It takes a village

They say it takes a village to raise a child. They never say that it also takes a village to keep a mother sane. I am so glad there are mommies who figuratively hold my hand as I go through this crazy and tough journey of motherhood and breastfeeding.

I am especially thankful for breastfeeding moms who are so generous with their milk, especially to the first responders who offered Luna breastmilk when she was confined in NICU – Pam, Em, and Cla. I’ve met new mommies from my different mom groups who generously offer breast milk – whether it’s three bags or ten – and each one has an interesting breastfeeding story to tell. Their journeys weren’t all easy but all were inspiring to me.

I am thankful for lactation consultants – Nanay Lita and Jessie – who are my constant cheerleaders and light-bringers to an otherwise dreary uphill battle.

I am thankful for Em who might as well be a mommy coach. Her firsthand experiences and knowledge help me in so many ways and her insights motivate me to be a better person.

I am thankful for my best friends who know me best and who know when to listen and when to give advice, and when to share a good dose of chismis for laughs.

I am thankful for Chris and Malen whose practical mommy tips give me ideas on what to watch out for next and who always remind me to enjoy my moments with Luna because, believe it or not, I am gonna miss them.

I am thankful for friend who pause for a moment and keep up, whether to listen or to give good advice. I always feel a sense of relief after chatting with them.

I am thankful for Rome Kanapi for providing me a network of new parents who are also experiencing the same different set of challenges in welcoming a newborn. I am thankful for my network of new parents with whom we share these new experiences with. Feels like we learn new things every day – including which malls have the best nursing station and which establishments have changing tables! LOL.

I am most thankful for Joel who has been supportive since this pregnancy started. Friends point out that supportive, hands-on husbands aren’t the norm and I am lucky to have him by my side. For anything, he’s also the one who pushes me to write it out if only to have an outlet and that’s why you’re reading this now.

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