Last month, on October 10th, I went to an event organized by my town leader to benefit pregnant moms and neo-moms with information about breastfeeding, and to welcome a new association here in Italy, “La Goccia Magica” (transl. “The Magical Drop”), that presented itself as a ‘sister’ of La Leche League, the international association of breastfeeding moms. I’ve been there from 9.30 to 12.30, listening to the mommy-volunteers who work for this association introduce themselves, their goals in helping other mothers fight taboos and troubles that come with breastfeeding in our current western society and their researches, together with experts in the medical field who were there to support the initiative with scientific data. It was a lovely time that I spent there. 🙂 I got to meet other moms, observe them, interact with little children… feel like I belonged there as everyone else did, even though I’m only a mom-at-heart and I never gave birth before. An unforgettable experience, truly. I hope there will be another chance soon.
Sorry, I haven’t been updating this blog enough, really. Anyway, I don’t hear from my kids as often now 🙁 I desperately need more sleep in the morning so I don’t wake up early as before to meet them online, and they’re being very busy with their lives, or sick with this damn flu that’s striking all over the world. I hope they’re all going to recover soon, and especially Landin; I’m very worried about his health 🙁 I’m not going over to see him in Germany this month, because he’s not in conditions to come pick me up at the airport and all, and his wife’s pregnant and I don’t want to bother… Maybe next year, around January or February. I just hope I’ll be able to see them sometimes soon. I love them all ♥
You buddies too, take care, all 🙂 I’ll try to blog hop again sometimes *mwah*
In this entry I’m going to tell you about a special kind of motherhood: motherhood of the heart. I’m sure none of you ever heard about it; I can’t blame you: I named it, because I couldn’t find a type of motherhood that would suit my kind. I am a mother of the Heart, a woman who deeply loves other human beings with true motherlove, and these persons love her back with the dedication and affection that only children – sons and daughters – have. And they do call her “mom”. So, a mother of the heart is at halfway between an adoptive mother and a biological mother: she didn’t give birth to her children, but her love gave birth to a connection to her children’s hearts, who are now linked to hers. A motherhood that’s mostly spiritual and pure. But for that, so much precious and cherishable.
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