Oh, what I wouldn't have given or done or paid to know what my baby was thinking. Especially during those first few weeks, when we were first figuring one another out, adjusting to our new lives and exhausted, I would have benefited immensely from knowing what my baby was thinking. Alas, it is impossible, so I'm left to wonder what my now two-year-old son was thinking when he was a newborn. I imagine there are things your baby wants you to know about attachment parenting, if attachment parenting is a parenting style you've decided to use. I imagine that when you're in the middle of doing what is considered to be a principle of attachment parenting (co-sleeping, breastfeeding on demand, babywearing, constant skin-to-skin contact, positive reinforcement and positive discipline) you're baby has some thoughts; thoughts you would (like me) would probably benefit from if they could only articulate them.
I can vividly remember those first few weeks of motherhood, when my son was a newborn and completely terrifying. I was so afraid of failing him, in even a small way, and was trying my hardest to be the best mother I could possibly be (I still do). I remember awkwardly putting him into a babywearing sling, scared he'd fall out even though I knew better. I remember the first few nights of co-sleeping, staring at his tiny chest rising and falling and refusing to sleep. I remember breastfeeding constantly, feeling like an exhausted cow-human. I'm sure my son was just as confused as I was, but I'm sure (or, I hope) that he was also able to realize that his mother was trying her best, working her ass off and doing everything she could to be the mom he needed.
Parenthood and self-doubt seem to go hand-in-hand, and I spend a lot of my time as a mom second-guessing myself and retracing my past steps, making sure that I am doing things "right" and learning from my inevitable mistakes. If my baby could have told me what he was thinking in those early weeks of mom life, I probably wouldn't have been wondering if what I was doing was helping him. Still, we found our groove and I found my confidence and now I don't necessarily need to know what he's thinking; I can tell he is happy and healthy and thriving, and that I'm doing a great job as his mom. So, I'm happy to simply guess, and have took it upon myself to assume the things (and hope) my son was thinking about attachment parenting.