Maxim makes me have a lot of feelings and emotions throught the day every day. These are mostly new to me, so I’ll try to blog about them. This will help me understand myself better and might even provide some entertainment for you.
The most common feeling by now is pity. I feel enourmous pity when something is wrong with Maxim. When he has a running nose or when gases in the stomach give him pains or when he can’t go to sleep – all of these make me feel miserable. I would wish for anything to happen to anyone in the world, even to me, but not to him. Every time I try to cope with this pity thing and every time it gets all over me.
Today I’ve got a new feeling – a feeling of overwhelming pride. Maxim had pains because of the air bubles in his guts. He couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t calm down. He was in pain. I took him in my hands and was massaging his belly for about an hour. I gave him a sip or two of the special tea. I warmed him up a bit in my hands. He calmed down and fell asleep. He was comfortable. He felt good. I put him back to bed and he didn’t even wake up. When I saw him sleeping in the bed with a half smile on his face I felt a lot of pride. It was like I singlehandedly won the First and Second World Wars.