Spent some time with my 2 of my best friends (and their families) for Thanksgiving lunch. (As immigrants to the United States, friends are family, while family is so far away.) One of them is pregnant and is now in her 40th week. I didn’t want to say this to her - because it used to freak me out a little bit when I was in her shoes not so long ago, but it’s ‘anytime now’ for her. The other has two kids, an eight year old and a one and half year old. Nowadays when we meet up, it feels like we’re in different stages of parenthood. One of us has been there and seen that. We are just beginning to experience it. And one of us is yet to get there.
It’s funny how casual things have changed since we became parents. My friend asked me casually what I did since this morning. I answered: The night was somewhat long. We slept at about 1, then woke up at 3:30am. The husband fed Suhaana and I used the breast pump to express milk. She hardly drank and when she slept she woke right back up in minutes. Then I fed her, changed her. She didn’t sleep right after that. Soon it was 6, and I decided to pump again, till 6:30am. Then I slept. Then got up at 9:30am. Then pumped. Then we had tea and breakfast. I called up and talked to Mom. Then, I gave her a massage and the Husband bathed her. Then, I pumped.
By this time we were all laughing at how much my life is revolving around the pumpings and the feedings.. mostly pumpings. Also, by this time I realised what time it was, and that I needed to get back home for the next pumping. The joke is, that Suhaana can stay for longer (we had her 3 servings worth of milk in the diaper bag), but her mom is on a short leash and needs to get back.
We decided I need to get my best friend - breast pump along when we meet next so that Mommy’s leash is a little bit longer!
It’s funny how casual things have changed since we became parents. My friend asked me casually what I did since this morning. I answered: The night was somewhat long. We slept at about 1, then woke up at 3:30am. The husband fed Suhaana and I used the breast pump to express milk. She hardly drank and when she slept she woke right back up in minutes. Then I fed her, changed her. She didn’t sleep right after that. Soon it was 6, and I decided to pump again, till 6:30am. Then I slept. Then got up at 9:30am. Then pumped. Then we had tea and breakfast. I called up and talked to Mom. Then, I gave her a massage and the Husband bathed her. Then, I pumped.
By this time we were all laughing at how much my life is revolving around the pumpings and the feedings.. mostly pumpings. Also, by this time I realised what time it was, and that I needed to get back home for the next pumping. The joke is, that Suhaana can stay for longer (we had her 3 servings worth of milk in the diaper bag), but her mom is on a short leash and needs to get back.
We decided I need to get my best friend - breast pump along when we meet next so that Mommy’s leash is a little bit longer!
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