I really can't wait to be a mother. Each time I make this statement, some of my friends tell me that it's not all rosy having kids; their constant crying and desperateness for attention and my response to this every time it comes to me is that; nothing in life is all rosy and anyone who uses the word "desperate" on a child should be detained.
The innocence of these young ones are magical and I can't wait to experience motherhood first-hand. Some time ago, due to some things I saw online, I thought in my heart that I'd keep being a babysitter and loving other people's children but won't birth mine because of a phobia for birthing pain. That thought is long dead anyways. I want to hear the cry of a child brought to this world by me.
I enjoy rocking babies and putting them to sleep while I lay by the side watching their every sleeping action. I mean babies are adorable when awake and while asleep. I don't know if anyone else feels this way but, I just want to kiss their puffed beautiful cheeks when they're asleep, or just stay by their side and watch them till they're awake. This is how I feel every time I have to babysit an infant or toddler.
I'm currently on holiday, and have all the time for myself so I volunteered to babysit my neighbor's infant. Personally, it's the best decision I've made this year. From when I was a child of about eight years I've loved babysitting children even though I also needed to be a babysitted against my will when my parents were out.
I was really into children(I still am) to the point that my parents feared I was gonna bring home a fatherless child the moment I hit puberty. But, they thought wrong. Having affection for children doesn't mean I want to birth or raise one without a father figure from the start or without being financially capable. It breaks my heart each time I see a child come into this world innocencently and begin suffering from malnutrition due to the parents lack of finances. To avoid this narrative in my life, I decided to stick to babysitting until I'm financially buoyant enough to raise a child. I'm certain of my mental health when it comes to taking care of a child; I'm used to waking up at night to rock or feed a child. I'm used to their constant crying(especially infants). All one needs to do is try to understand their crying language and work with it.
This is the cute little girl, born two weeks ago I volunteered to babysit. Her mom is a busy woman and very young. I figured she needed help with the child so I volunteered, and she accepted without hesitation. It's my first time babysitting a child this young and I'm loving the experience already.
She cries, but not so much. As long as she's had food(breast milk) then she's gonna sleep through the day and opens her eyes once in thirty minutes to peep at me. Her innocence and the sweet smile she gives off warms my heart. A bead of tears escaped my eyes yesterday when she smiled in her sleep. I didn't have my phone closeby to capture the moment. It was the best thing I could ever wish to witness.
Children are adorable, and spending time with them is the cutest thing in the world. A child's smell can calm a raging heart. This is no cliche. I love my new job anyways, it's not been stressful so far, the baby is at peace, I guess she hasn't yet realized she's out of the womb as she still dishes out that attitude of when they're locked up in there. Lol. Her frequent stretches makes me imagine what the mothers feel when they are still in the womb. I asked her mom once how it felt when she turned in the womb and she said it was beautiful knowing her baby is energetic and healthy. My eyes moistened and I patted myself, exhaled and whispered "soon!".
Just wanted to share my excitement of babysitting an infant with y'all. Thanks for reading this far.✨
PS:Her mom consented to sharing the photos here.
