I have a Superpower but I'm not a Superwoman

*Late post.*

I reposted this instagram post from @assocbfmothers . I thought having super powers means being a super mom as well. Few days from now, Sofia will be five months, and yes, we are almost there!!! I never got sick since I was hospitalized last year after my dehydration thingy. Even did not get sick after giving birth. I continue to breastfeed, drink my vitamins and lots of water and eat a little more. So, I thought I was doing well. I came back to work two months after giving birth and everything was fine. But two days ago, I felt chills, body aches and headache. I wasn’t able to nurse even though I’m at home. All I did was sleep and pump. I only nursed Sofia at night when she’s about to sleep when both of us are already lying on our bed. I did not feel any better the next day so I decided to get some tests but results say everything’s normal, I was just over fatigued. (But I have yet to see my OB)

Then I realized, yes, I may have super powers but I am not a super mom. I’m a working mom. Daily routine: wake up, pump, prepare and nurse, work then pump (x3), sleep and nurse *repeat*. I know this is common to a lot of working breastfeeding moms and I salute those who can even do the laundry, clean the house and cook for their family. I haven’t done much household chores since I gave birth. And my default reason (or excuse) is that I’m nursing my child. Valid reason, I guess but sometimes I feel guilty whenever my husband does the cooking and all when I know I should be doing that as his wife.

See, breastfeeding doesn’t only mean nourishing your child. It also means nourishing the nursing mom as well. We can only do things this much and not pushing yourself to do as much doesn’t make you less of a mom or a wife.

Happy breastfeeding and happy eating!

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