Here I was, a new mom basking in the
amazement and joy of my new gift. I just jumped into motherhood with gusto. I was in awe of
this little being that solely depended on me to help her survive in this new
world. I wanted to do nothing but make
sure she felt safe and secure in every moment of her new life. She was only
going to get the best from me as that was now my purpose in life. I had decided
from the moment I found out I was pregnant that I was going to breastfeed her.
It was what my body was designed to do and finally I would get to use it for
its purpose. I started wearing her close to my heart in a mai tie or ring sling.
I was using cloth diapers to help avoid anything toxic that that might touch
her soft skin. I was right there ready to respond to her when she told me she
needed something. I was watching every move she made to try and catch her needs
before she had to yell at me to do something. I was sleeping right by her side
so she could nurse whenever she woke to hunger pangs and the need to know she
wasn’t alone. It was wonderful… really I couldn’t image doing it any other way. It wasn’t until a few months into it that I heard about Attachment Parenting
and started reading up on it. Turns out, that everything I was already doing,
instinctively, was right in line with the AP principles. It was kind of a
wonderful moment for me to learn that I wasn’t the only one out there that
believed in these same things. There are many different ways to parent a child
but this is the one that feels right for me. As women and mothers we have to
follow our instincts and do what we know is the right thing for ourselves and
our children.
How did Attachment Parenting come into your life?
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