Parenting is not for the faint of heart.
That's pretty much been my parenting tagline since day one. You get pregnant and carry this life around inside you for nine months (arguably, ten) and by the end you're tired and just want the baby the hell out of your body so you can bend at the waist again. Only it's when the baby comes out you realize the hard part has just begun.
I feel his palm warm against my skin, a slight movement of his fingers as his hand finally settles. Tired, I only want to sleep, impatient and silently praying for him to eat quickly so I can go back to bed. The memory is now barely there, the act of his hand grabbing onto my arm as I feed him lost, unappreciated in its simplicity.
It pains me to look back at the moments I let go by without a second glance not understanding how the passing of time is a mirage with seemingly no end in sight.
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Sharon has been with YMC since the very beginning and is now the Senior Writer where she maintains the YMC voice which sounds very similar to the voice in her head. It seems being crazy has finally paid off.She can't teach you how to keep your house clean while balancing a job and motherhood but if you're a mom who's struggling to figure it out, you will probably relate, so welcome.
You can follow Sharon on Twitter: @SharonDV No seriously do it. She's funny on Twitter. Sometimes.
You can also visit her at: Speed Skating Mom: On The Slow Track To Becoming Fast
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