Midnight Reflections of a Mother

I have been awake since 12 midnight, and now that I am writing this post, the time is 3:37 am. Something very important kept me very much awake and good enough; I achieved a lot already. I wanted to sleep back now, but just when I laid my head on my pillow and wrapped my body with my duvet, my mind flashed back to the memories of the past. Those days as a mother when I was still birthing and nursing my kids. The midnight vigil over the cry of my newborn.  I think every mother can perfectly relate to the kind of vigil babies subject us to countless times. Most babies sleep during the day and then stay awake during the night, sucking and crying, lol. I can't even forget those midnight motherhood duties in a hurry when I usually have a constant headache due to lack of sleep. I can't forget in a hurry how I usually come up with new songs just to calm my crying child after exhausting all the Lulu baby songs I know 😃. I will pey the baby, back him, carry him to dance, all to no avail. These babies will always find reasons to stress mothers; it's normal and usually a phase that passes. ***** I have been reflecting on those days and how I pulled through those midnight vigils, still going in for another baby, and the cycle continues. Some husbands are really supportive, waking up too to help calm the crying babies, while some will feel it's the duty of mothers alone to take up such stress. You know, for each night my husband keeps awake with me, petting our child to be calm, I feel so much happier that I can even take a nap a bit while we take turns calming the baby. I mean, that's how it should be, except the job of a husband doesn't permit him to help out; otherwise, doing some of these things together brings about unique bonds in a family. I feel like a free bird these days, now that I am done birthing, although I still keep awake at midnight, but not over a crying baby but because I want to achieve something personally.  ***** Life is truly in stages, and every experience of mine as a mother is highly treasured. I can only reflect and smile now, reminiscing about those lovely memories of the past with my motherhood midnight duties. ***Images are mine***