They say that when you become a parent, that you give a lot of yourself to your children. You give your time, your money, your effort, your love and in the above case, you literally give yourself.
What you see in this weeks photo is a rather decent stash of breastmilk. It’s a draw in our freezer that literally contains a small part of my wife. Had it not been for the photo, that last sentence might have sounded exceptionally weird. But it’s not weird. It’s a draw full of life. And if it wasn’t for the woman who created all of that milk, my daughter would not exist.
I still find it crazy that this milk is the only thing that kept our daughter fed during the first 6 months of her life. Of course, with modern technology, you don’t actually need this to keep a baby alive. But it’s amazing nonetheless. Perhaps it shouldn’t really be all that amazing. After all, humans have been doing it for hundreds of thousands of years. But I guess I love the fact that it’s something that we still do as humans that connects us with our ancestors.
This Is For My Wife
So this photo is to her. It’s to the woman who literally gave herself to feed Isabelle. It’s to the woman who continues to put the needs of Isabelle above that of her own. A woman who is much more than just a women. She’s a mother.