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I have a vivid memory that sticks with me. It’s really random, but it’s gotten me through some uncomfortable moments. When I was 21 and trying on wedding dresses, I was embarrassed and uncomfortable. The lady fitting me sensed it. She promptly said, “Honey, it’s like being a mechanic. If you’ve seen one carburetor, you’ve seen them all.” I must have let out a sigh of relief. She smiled. I took my top off, put the dress on and the rest as they say, is history. Flash forward several years and I was also dealing with some pretty uncomfortable stuff. We were in the brunt of the infertility workups; the poking, the prodding, the ultrasounds and the uncomfortable questions the physicians asked. Again, I thought back to the carburetor lady. The doctors do this all the time. They’ve seen tons of carburetors. I can do this. Again, my mind eased. Thankfully, the infertility journey wasn’t unbearably long and the baby did arrive! Yay! I remember the nurse handing her to me and I thought, “Wow. She is so pretty. How did we create such a beautiful little human?” And then the breastfeeding came… It was scary. I didn’t know what to expect. The nurses weren’t overly gentle or sensitive. I guess they had seen a lot of carburetors? They push the babies right in there to breastfeed and as moms, we hope for the best. We hope it works. We hope that they are getting enough to eat. Are they? How can I tell? Am I doing this right? What’s happening here? It’s frightening! The second night in the hospital, my daughter cried incessantly. I tried nursing her. I tried burping her. I tried everything my two days of parenting told me to do. Nothing worked. I finally called the nurse and asked for help. They took my little bundle to the nursery for the night. I was restless. Had a made a mistake? Wouldn’t I just know what to do for her? I had already failed on my second day of parenting. The guilt set in. Would I ever get the hang of this parenting thing? As it always does, the morning came and she was calm. We were getting checked out of the hospital and the crying came again. I tried all of my parenting tricks (I had been a parent for three days!) and nothing calmed her. Guilt again! The door to my hospital room opened and a very seasoned nurse stepped in. I imagined that she must be a grandmother. She looked at me, tired and guilt-ridden. She looked at the baby, fussy and red-faced. She said, “Honey, that baby’s hungry. Let me help.” Finally…an answer! She left and promptly came back with what was the tiniest bottle of formula I had ever seen. She gave it to my newborn, with my permission and my baby was calm and content. I immediately had a flashback to the wedding dress fitting lady and a realization; babies aren’t like carburetors. They’re all different. With that little bit of reassuring and help from the nurse, my outlook completely changed. I can do this! What I learned is that learning to parent takes time. There are things that we all go through. What’s right for my baby may not be the right thing for your baby. Babies aren’t like carburetors; they’re all unique in their wants and needs. I learned that it’s okay to make mistakes. I also learned that it’s okay to try different things. I went into that hospital thinking that I knew a lot, but really, my baby had to help me learn what was right for her. I also learned that we need help and support from others. It’s about being part of a sisterhood. Have you seen The Mother ‘Hood video? Its message aligns with what we believe here at The Evolution of Mom and makes us so proud to be a partner with Sisterhood of Motherhood!
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