I was blessed to carry and give birth to a son. That is the wonderful
news. When placed in my arms I kissed Patrick hello and I kissed him
again to say goodbye. No there was nothing wrong, truly! The second
kiss was to remind myself that he was only on loan to me. It was so
important to me to give our son “roots” and ” wings”. Mr. Pat and I would
both give our son the roots of love, values, and a nurturing foundation.
We also wanted to give him the freedom and opportunity to discover, to
learn and to grow reaching for his own dreams.
Well we had our plan but I knew nothing about infant care. Well, I did know what end needed diapering and Patrick and I had a great time
figuring out how he would be fed. I will never forget the beauty, joy and delight when I pressed and milk streamed into his mouth. The doctor came in as we were figuring this out and smiled at us.
Mr. Pat worked two jobs the first fifteen years of our marriage. My college
years were 15 years in future. There was no internet to ask questions. There were many things I did not know. I did know I was a “MOM” and babies don’t come with instructions so I better get busy.
During the coming week I will share with you some of the knowledge I acquired as a mom, a student of early childhood education and my employment working with parents and babies, prenatal to five years of age. Joy!