Baby Tears and a Soft Belly to Land on

Dear Sweet Baby Girl,

Tonight after crying in my arms, you flopped across my floppy soft belly and fell asleep.

In your sadness, you made your way back to the place where you began. Now I’m laying here while my stretched out skin rises and falls, rocking you there like when you lived inside.

You were so, so tired today but wouldn’t nap at your usual times. When your dad got home from work, I brought you upstairs again hoping you could finally get some rest. But you crawled around the bed and laughed and flapped your arms and rolled around.

I almost gave up and brought you back downstairs to play, but then I took a second look.

I thought of all the changes you’ve been through recently and how much you put up with from your sweet, wild brother. I thought about how flexible you are and how I always assume you’re doing fine, because usually you are.

But tonight I knew. You needed me to understand that things are not always fine and that in your own little baby way, you were struggling.

I looked in your eyes and told you it was ok to cry and your sweet little baby face instantly melted into tears. You extended your arms and squealed to shake out the frustration, then you squished up your eyes and wailed. Every so often our eyes locked and I nodded that I was still listening.

It wasn’t easy for me to hear you cry like that. I had to wrestle with my own desire to just make it stop. But I’ve learned how healing it can be to cry with somebody who accepts you, and I wanted that for you.

When you were first born, I intended to make sure you knew that all emotional expressions were welcome in our home. I had learned a few things the hard way with Welly and I was anxious to put them into practice.

But then you hardly ever cried. Not much anyways.

You came out seeming so comfortable in your body and so calm. A part of me breathed a huge sigh of relief because it feels so good to know that you are able to be at ease in this world in a way that is mostly foreign to me.

Tonight though, I want to give you permission to feel whatever you want to feel.

You don’t have to be the happy one, the one who has an easy time and makes my life easier. I want to release any preconceived ideas about who you are and allow you the space to grow and change every day.

We’re all becoming new every day baby. Tears are a gift that help us chip away the old layers to reveal what is happening in our lives.

Yes, yes, whatever you need to feel will always be ok with me. Unless of course you’re a teenager and you FEEL like your mother is sooo old and embarrassing. In that case you can just stuff those feelings on down :).

Sweet Dreams Pearly Lou.

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20 thoughts on “Baby Tears and a Soft Belly to Land on

  1. Oh my sweeties. I cried with both of you when I read this. I’m so glad our sweet Pearlie Lou has such a wise and caring mama. Also, thanks for the reminder that crying can make way for growth. I needed that.

    Ruv u, Rorge

  2. That picture is just about the doggone cutest thing I have ever seen. 🙂 Wonderful post. “But I’ve learned how healing it can be to cry with somebody who accepts you, and I wanted that for you.” Been looking my whole damn life for that, your lucky daughter! 🙂

  3. So deeply yes! I’m a crier myself and had to teach my husband that it’s my pressure release valve and all he has to do is pat my back, give me a hug, and let me cry. It never occurred to me my baby boy might need to cry sometimes too but I’ll try this. It’s so important to be able to cry with freedom.

  4. Again, enjoyed this part so much:
    “Tonight though, I want to give you permission to feel whatever you want to feel.

    You don’t have to be the happy one, the one who has an easy time and makes my life easier. I want to release any preconceived ideas about who you are and allow you the space to grow and change every day.

    We’re all becoming new every day baby. Tears are a gift that help us chip away the old layers to reveal what is happening in our lives.”

    “Permission to feel whatever you want to fee”l—-I am working on giving myself that permission, and giving that permission to my children as well. And also to give myself and my kids and partner “the space to grow and change every day”, just as you say. Sometimes, it definitely takes tears for me to begin to understand what I am feeling and release it. Thanks so much for another beautiful post!

  5. Hi LeahLady. I’m leaving you a comment here. Wanting to let you know that I am caught up, up to here, on your blog. My cell phone broke and I’m loving it. I can still receive voicemail and will probably set up a phone for emergencies or situations like where I’m with someone’s kids and there is no land line available. I’m also off facebook. It’s so…..freeing, holy cow, so freeing. ANYWAY, this should probably be a personal email, but, whatevs. I love you and I love reading about your mommy journey and I’m blessed whenever I run into you.

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