It's hard to believe it's been eleven years since I became a mother. What a journey it has been.
I'm over on Mothering today remembering those early days and reflecting on the difference between an easy baby and a "good" baby.
Won't you join me?
My post is here.
Even if you don't have children it might make you re-think they way you talk to mothers about their little ones.
Love,
Rachel
What a beautiful post. Thank you.
My heart always aches when I read your posts like this one. I remember the days (and nights) and weeks and months of screaming. The blank stares of family members who had obviously never experienced a highly sensitive and highly communicative baby. The well meaning “is she sleeping through the night yet?” from complete strangers who wanted to connect with a new mother but didn’t quite know how their comment would induce feelings of inadequacy and disconnect and sheer exhaustion. To any mothers out there right now feeling this way, it gets better. I remember it being so helpful to hear that from the seemingly few mothers out there who had experienced such introductions to motherhood – IT GETS SO MUCH BETTER. One day at a time.
And thank you, Rachel. Your experience was 6 years before mine, and you were one of the few voices that helped me know that it would get better. That hope was priceless.