Just so thankful to have someone pass me her old pump. No questions asked. When my pump died suddenly this morning. And for P who drove over to pick it up unquestioningly. And then I regretted why it takes a pump to break down to prompt you to connect with an old friend and find out the new changes in her life. In fact, most of the time I reach out to her it's when I need help with something or other. 😅 So I guess I should be thankful to this broken old pump (and its not even been a year!) I would like to say I will do better when it comes to keeping up with friends. But just keeping up with pumping, this baby's sleep regression and changing needs has been overwhelming. And knowing the flaws P and I have as adults, I am all the more keen that Little P has a good foundation where he grows up to be a more confident, positive and happy person than we are. And learning to parent takes time and effort. Nobody automatically knows how to read a dog's body language, how to train using force-free methods, etc. Nobody automatically knows how to read a baby's cues, how to respond to the baby respectfully, how to support the baby during his sensitive periods or when he is absorbed in a particular schema. What is positive discipline? So much terminology and so many different methods. And then there is weaning and transitioning to solids. Maybe its just my nature to make it more complicated than it can be. But to me, learning to parent takes time and effort. At least I am on the homestretch of this arduous pumping journey. And fingers-crossed we will all be in a better spot eventually. 😅 Or not. Because... life 🤣🤣🤣 There's never a good time. 😝😝😝 #parenting #beingaparent #isthisarant #thankful #newparent #breastfeedingjourney (at Asia/Singapore) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2ZSyvWAgD5/?igshid=12q051wphtz3x














