Up until a couple of months ago I was very down in the dumps. I felt like I didn't share the close bond with Andrew that I wanted to have. I don't know if this is because we were unable to breastfeed, if because I hardly ever bottle fed him (since I was always pumping) or if I missed out on having the normal newborn experience at home with my new baby. I tried to push the feelings away but they kept popping up so I worked on it. I made myself available for feedings and spent as much time as possible cuddling him, laughing with him, and playing with him.
I thought things have been going good since the "improvements" in our relationship until tonight. He's been very fussy lately. It could be his teeth, his eye, or I think he might maybe have reflux. The one person that should be able to calm and comfort him, can't. I could tell he was so tired and would really to just settle in and sleep. It just seems like he isn't comfortable with me. I tried several positions and he just kept fighting me and fussing. My feelings were crushed so I handed him over to Dave and he settled right down, laid on Dave's chest and fell asleep. Really? It's supposed to me. I feel so cheated. Will I ever be as close to my son as I really want to be...
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