When I had Lamb I was beyond overwhelmed, beyond exhausted and in so much pain! I had to stay in hospital for 3 days because he wouldn’t latch and the midwives were determined to help me breastfeed before they discharged me. I will always be grateful for this.
I only had a couple of visitors while in hospital. My mum drove down from Mansfield, my brother and sister-in-law popped along to wish us well, along with Daddy Lambs parents.
Everyone was so excited and happy to see the new arrival.
“How are you feeling?”
Those are the sorts of things everyone would say.
But there is one thing that has stuck in my mind that really touched me at the time.
My mother-in-law said something a little different to everyone else.
She looked me in the eye and with true sincerity said “well done”.
I knew there and then she felt everything I had gone through. She understood exactly how I was feeling, and embraced what was to come.
There was something about the way she said it, maybe she doesn’t even know it, but I knew she really meant well done like I had just pulled the sword out of the stone.
A simple comment that said a thousand words.