Women are, all-around, amazing creatures. We have the ability to multitask like no ones business. We can tame a baby, make breakfast, all while still having the mind capacity to call the cable company to inquire about that bill we received. Living in the twenty-first century makes it no less a feat. In an age of instant gratification, where everyone wants everything and for it to be done now, now, NOW! We have pushed our superwoman powers to the limit. That’s a lie…I’m sure in some super-sonic future, when our brains are bigger than our heads, women will still be multitasking at Nano-second light-speed.
But do you ever feel it? Within all that maternal chaos, while you’re responding to emails, returning phone calls, and checking your likes, do you ever feel that eerie sensation, that someone’s looking at you? Then, you peel yourself away from your cellular fixation to look down and see those two, big beautiful eyes peering over a mountainous breast, with just a sliver of a ridiculously huge smile creeping out the corner. It’s enough to melt your heart, and you almost didn’t see it.
Sometimes when we sit down to breastfeed, we think, “Finally, I have a moment to myself!” and we whip out the cell phones. But, is it a moment we really want to miss? They’re only this little for so long. They are only this absolutely precious for just a split second. If you blink you can miss it. If you look away, you can miss it all.
Time stops for no man; or the obviously includable woman; and before you know it, the only thing those sweet cheeks will be sucking from you is the money right out of your pocket so they can go “chill” with their friends (assuming that’s still a slang term in the super-sonic future). We need to savor this invaluable time, while their tiny hands are still small enough to fit neatly into our palms.
If you think about the absolute wonder it is to have a child, let alone a healthy child, it is breath-taking. If you’re a physiology nerd like I am, the mere thought of a zygote forming by DNA unraveling itself, to lead the way for chromosome pairs to perfectly reassemble and physically manifest two separate entities into one perfect human being, it’s enough to knock your socks off and force you believe in a higher power. That’s right, I’m one of those strange people who mix science and spirituality, I believe they are one in two.
If you’re taught anything in an advanced biology course, you’re shown how we are “broken down”. We are an organism, made up of organ systems, that are made up of, you guessed it: organs. Broken down further, those organs are made of tissues, which are made of cells, made from molecules, formed from atoms, created by…energy. Everything in essence, is energy. Our mere existence, that the dust of the universe danced together in such a beautiful way to form the one, unique you, is a miracle. Your baby, is a miracle. So don’t miss one second of it. Especially those tender moments when the two of you are still connected, in some form.
Breastfeeding is that beautiful physical and spiritual connection that we are still allowed to have even after the chord has been cut. So my proposal is this: When the tits are out, put the phones down. Live in that moment. Share in that moment. Love in that moment. They are fleeting, and we are never promised another one. So put the world on pause, ’cause you’re taking a milk break with your favorite person in the whole world…