These photos by Abby struck me. Since Nelson was born I have to consciously remind myself to tell D I love him, give him a kiss, and even a hug. I find this so strange because I'm a snuggler at heart. It's just that I end up spending much of my day snuggling with Nelson that I feel a little touched out. Has anyone else experienced this?
ps...I love you, D.
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Yup. I totally remember feeling "touched out". It's such an unusual feeling that you take note of it. I remember feeling like my body did not belong to myself for those early months of mothering. I, for one, did not mourn the weaning process when Silvie was older because I was looking forward to taking back ownership of my "womanly" parts.
Word. You hit the nail on the head. When I flop back into the bed after a feeding I just relish having my body to myself for a second which is not compatible with some good snuggling. I like knowing you feel this way and Deb survived this stage. It makes me hopeful. As does the idea of seeing you in three weeks!
Hi! I feel a little weird commenting, since I don't know you at all - but I found your blog from Unruly Things, and noticed that you just had a boy on Feb. 11. I had my first boy (and kiddo in general), on Feb. 10. His name is Henry. Just wanted to say that I totally get the touched out thing. I miss snuggling with my husband, but am so physically exhausted by the end of the day! Just wanted to let you know that I'm right there with you!
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