Dissolve in tenderness

Each mother can talk about her child for hours with excitement. So I want to tell the whole universe that this small little ball in the sliders first smiled, put it into my mom with a spout, and snored and snored with happiness. I will never forget the feelings when my child stroked me very gently and touchingly on his chest, because he wanted to eat. Even then, he was very impatient and did not want to wait until the milk came. It was so sweet and funny that I kissed his fingers and asked him to wait a couple of seconds. These soft and gentle touches of his tiny pens I will never forget. For them it was worth waiting for the long-awaited motherhood.

These are those who will take care of adults, to whom they convey their warmth, love, knowledge and skills. Most of all, of course, their parents love their children. In the end, this is a continuation of their kind, a continuation of their own.

Maternity care consists not only in washing, cleaning and cooking. Who will complain to the mother better than the mother, caress and soothe her? Only gentle, native hands with their touch will ease the pain and fatigue. Only the lips of a warm mother will alleviate physical and moral suffering.

Children are the continuation of human life. 

The mother's love for the child begins with his concept, with the love that gave birth to life. It happens that the child is conceived without love, even in hatred, if the parents divorced, if the father of the child raped his mother. But the asterisk of love for the child already lights up the parents at the moment when a new spark of life appears in the mother's body. In the end, parents are those who gave life, their opportunity!

What an excellent condition - pregnancy. 

You carry a small miracle, a small ball that is dear to you in the world. You do not see him and do not know how he looks: your child or child, but you love him with all your heart, with all your being, every cell ...

The mother's love for the child grows and intensifies as the child is born, and the mother worries about her birth, while she herself carries the childbirth. During this time, she gets used to a new life in herself, she learns to feel the child as her own.

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