I worked full time when I was pregnant, up to my 37th week. Drew had not yet found a job, but I was TIRED of: working nights, being on my feet, being large, and being pregnant. I had not started nesting because I worked, ate, and slept. When Charis was born, Drew still did not have a job. Talk about a trying time!! But, there were many benefits to this. Drew showed his love to me in many more ways than he could have if he was working full time. It was the simple, everyday things that helped.
- Cooking dinner. Or at least preparing the food and dishing out what people brought.
- Washing dishes. One of my least favorite chores.
- Putting dishes away.
- Getting water for me when every time I breastfed Charis.
- Staying up with Charis some nights. Yes, I was one of the few who could sleep when the baby was awake!! Since I was breastfeeding, I was still awake more than Drew.
- Staying up with Charis the morning I came down with a fever, chills, body aches, and a sore breast. I was later diagnosed with mastitis. Ironically, this is one of the fonder memories I have or Drew and Charis. Drew was reading the Bible in Spanish to Charis and singing Psalms in Spanish; I had no clue what he was saying, but it was sweet to hear his voice.
- Washing and folding laundry.
- Changing diapers.
- Hugging me when I started crying for NO reason. Ugh!! I dislike hormones, and I'm thankful it stopped within 3 weeks after Charis was born.
- Encouraging me to keep breastfeeding, even when I was worn out.
What ways did your baby's Daddy help you with breastfeeding?
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