A few months ago, my wife went out for the first-time without Grey. This meant that for the whole afternoon it was going to be my son and me alone together.
It was terrifying, I worried so much that what if he cried and I didn’t know what to do, or everything I do won’t work. It was crazy.
At about 4pm, I heard minute baby noises which meant that he was waking up, and in a split second the volume turned from 2 to 10 because he was really sleepy after a 1-hour nap!
At the same time, this was happening, I really needed to pee. I had a dilemma, do I pee or feed my infant son first?
I was a martyr, so I decided to hold my pee and get my wife’s bottled breastmilk and feed Grey!
It was a lovely sight, so beautiful that my son took his time drinking.
Every minute I could feel my urine building up like a geyser and I was ready to blow but I couldn’t because I was feeding my son. I also felt my face become itchy and I couldn’t scratch it.
After 45 minutes of feeding, I was able to urinate, and while doing so, I just wanted to faint in our restroom floor.
What’s the lesson of this weird story? Before taking care of someone, take care of yourself.
Just imagine, if I went to the restroom first before feeding Grey, I would’ve been so relaxed, and I would’ve been able to feed him correctly, but because I didn’t do that, it caused more stress.
The same thing with everyone, you need to take care of yourself first before you take care of other people.
Love yourself before you can really love others.
The best is yet to come,