{"id":2427,"date":"2022-03-08T10:56:00","date_gmt":"2022-03-08T08:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?p=2427"},"modified":"2025-06-05T08:35:52","modified_gmt":"2025-06-05T06:35:52","slug":"8-martie-povestea-mea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/8-martie-povestea-mea\/","title":{"rendered":"8 martie, povestea mea"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

C\u00e2nd m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc la mine ca la o mam\u0103, primele repere din mintea mea se refer\u0103 la mult nesomn, la un milion de nop\u021bi nedormite \u00een care f\u0103ceam kilometri prin dormitor cu Anastasia \u00eenc\u0103 bebelu\u0219 \u00een bra\u021be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

La s\u00e2nii angorja\u021bi \u0219i durero\u0219i, plini de lapte pe care nu \u0219tiam s\u0103 \u00eel gestionez; \u00eemi amintesc cum \u00eemi curgeau \u0219iroaiele albe pe burt\u0103 \u00een jos \u0219i habar nu aveam ce sa fac, singurul lucru la care m\u0103 g\u00e2ndeam era c\u0103 sigur ceva nu fac bine. Vinov\u0103\u021bia mi-a fost umbr\u0103 zi \u0219i noapte.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

La prima internare de \u0219apte zile c\u00e2t o eternitate \u00een spitalul pentru copii Grigore Alexadrescu, \u00een care am primit un p\u0103tu\u021b de bebelu\u0219 cu gratii de fier ruginit, f\u0103r\u0103 cearceaf \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 pern\u0103, dar mai ales – un taburet l\u00e2ng\u0103 el. Un taburet pentru o mam\u0103 recent lehuz\u0103, care avea s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i petreac\u0103 \u00een fund \u0219apte nop\u021bi lungi l\u00e2ng\u0103 p\u0103tu\u021bul de fier al copilului ei sugar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Anastasia avea \u0219ase s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni pe atunci, aveam 25 de ani, eram la primul copil, singur\u0103 \u0219i speriat\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

C\u00e2nd i-au b\u0103gat ad\u00e2nc pe nas, p\u00e2n\u0103 jos \u00een g\u00e2t, firele lungi \u0219i sub\u021biri are aspiratorului nazal a pl\u00e2ns at\u00e2t de r\u0103u \u00eenc\u00e2t nu am fost \u00een stare s\u0103 duc pe picioare suferin\u021ba amplificata oricum de teama c\u0103 nu aveam deloc \u00eencredere \u00een sistemul medical. Am ie\u0219it din cabinetul asistentelor \u0219i m-am pr\u0103bu\u0219it pe hol. Am am pl\u00e2ns amar, spasmodic, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd m-au chemat s\u0103 iau feti\u021ba \u0219i s\u0103 o pun la s\u00e2n. Parc\u0103 teleghidat\u0103 de o for\u021b\u0103 superioar\u0103 mie m-am ridicat de jos \u00een patru labe, ca un c\u00e2ine, am intrat \u00een cabinet \u0219i mi-am luat copilul \u00een bra\u021be. C\u00e2nd a \u00eenceput s\u0103 sug\u0103 la s\u00e2nul drept, c\u0103ci la st\u00e2ngul aveam canalul blocat de o perl\u0103 de lapte, m-am lini\u0219tit, am \u00eenceput s\u0103 \u00eei fredonez ceva \u0219i a adormit \u00eentr-un final, epuizat\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mi-a fost mie mai greu dec\u00e2t oric\u0103rei alte mame? Cu siguran\u021b\u0103 nu. Privind cu ochii de acum nici nu \u00eemi pot imagina cum f\u0103ceam fa\u021b\u0103, acum mi se par imposibile \u0219i ireale unele \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103ri, iar de cele mai multe ori c\u00e2nd simt nevoia acut\u0103 de a ne m\u0103ri familia \u00eemi vin \u00een mine aceste amintiri. \u0218i pe moment \u00eemi trece.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Apoi m\u0103 love\u0219te! Realizez c\u0103 odat\u0103 ce mi-a crescut puiul mare a devenit totul mult mai u\u0219or, \u00eenc\u00e2t nu mai \u021bin minte aproape nimic din cele tr\u0103ite recent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Am realizat cu spaim\u0103 c\u0103 nu mai asimilez amintirile cu ea, e prea minunat\u0103, prea frumoas\u0103, prea bun\u0103 cu mine, face o mul\u021bime de n\u0103zb\u00e2tii, m\u0103 provoac\u0103 non-stop s\u0103 m\u0103 bucur egoist de prezent \u0219i tot ce pot s\u0103 sper e c\u0103 mi le gravez incon\u0219tient pe suflet.<\/p><\/blockquote><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Am \u00eenceput s\u0103 notez obsesiv lucruri pe care le spune sau face pentru c\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eengroze\u0219te g\u00e2ndul c\u0103 voi \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2ni \u0219i voi uita la un moment dat ce comoar\u0103 am \u021binut \u00een bra\u021be, ce chip perfect am s\u0103rutat \u00eenainte de culcare, ce m\u00e2nu\u021be mici \u0219i pline de zg\u00e2rieturi mi-au \u00eencol\u0103cit g\u00e2tul ori de c\u00e2te ori simte nevoia de iubire \u0219i conectare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

8 martie pentru mine nu a fost \u0219i nu va fi despre mine, femeia. Pe ea am \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat s\u0103 o iubesc \u0219i s\u0103-i pre\u021buiesc compania \u00een fiecare zi cu p\u0103rul ei prins coc nelijent \u00een v\u00e2rful capului, cu toate kilogramele \u00een plus, cu un dinte ciobit, cu urmele arsurilor din copil\u0103rie de pe trup, cu vorbitul mult \u0219i energia ei cople\u0219itoare care uneori epuizeaz\u0103 pe cei din jur. Sunt ea, am fost ea dintotdeauna \u0219i sunt tot ea indiferent de c\u00e2te transformari sufer\u0103 corpul sau spiritul meu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dar de c\u00e2nd omule\u021bul \u0103sta perfect m\u0103 strig\u0103 mam\u0103, 8 martie este \u0219i despre mine, o mam\u0103 uneori bun\u0103, alteori deplorabil\u0103.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

La mul\u021bi ani, dragi mame perfect imperfecte!\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

C\u00e2nd m\u0103 g\u00e2ndesc la mine ca la o mam\u0103, primele repere din mintea mea se refer\u0103 la mult nesomn, la un milion de nop\u021bi nedormite \u00een care f\u0103ceam kilometri prin…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2428,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"powerkit_post_featured":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2427"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2427"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2427\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2429,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2427\/revisions\/2429"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2428"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2427"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2427"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2427"},{"taxonomy":"powerkit_post_featured","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fpowerkit_post_featured&post=2427"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}