Happy Fabulous Friday all! Sorry for the late post. It’s
been one of those hectic days but I’ve decided to stay back at work to post
this. What’s fabulous about today is blogs! I had never really read blogs until
I started my own, but now I appreciate them for the information, insight and
improvement they bring into my life.
Yesterday, I had my day off and I was feeling a little lack
lustre after my crying fest the night before. I decided to head to my new
favourite café for a coffee and muffin and read my friend’s blog. She posted this
link to another blog which I just loved, and provided me with some much
needed insight.
I realised that as a Mother, your life will forever be filled with fear. As a
parent, there is simply no escaping it. I know this because I have been a suedo
Mother to many children. I worked in child care for 8 years including 5 years at
a child care centre and 3 years as a nanny. As a nanny, I had sole care of the
children, often for weeks at a time, so I know the fear that comes with having
little souls in your care.
I know it’s different because they weren’t my children, but
I loved them like they were. I experienced the moments that strike fear into
your heart and suck the breath right out of you. Like when you realise you have
no idea where they are. Or their temperatures spike to a level that could cause
convulsions. Or they fall off their bike, rip their leg open, and you have to
deal with protruding bones and flaps of skin. Or, when they get so sick they
just lie lifeless in your arms.
I finished my last nanny job 13 years ago but those moments
are as clear in my mind now as if they happened yesterday. And when I play
those moments in my head, I see me, pushing through the fear and rising to the
challenge to love them, protect them, care for them and reassure them
everything was ok. The examples I provided are just a snap shot, but the one
thing they all have in common was I excelled everytime.
I remember the feeling of my heart skipping a beat and
leaping into my chest. I remember being filled with dread and praying they
would be ok. And I remember being able to push those feelings aside and
methodically think through what I needed to do in each situation. That’s what a
Mother does – when things look the most grim, she pushes through everything to
find a way through.
All this time, I thought I was struggling with the impatient
side of myself that couldn’t cope with the fear because I still have 174 days
until I meet Sticky and that’s just too long. But it’s not the impatient side
of me that is struggling, it’s the control freak side. The side that wants to
know what is happening every minute of every day. The side that wants to know
what will happen in the next minute of every day. It doesn’t matter if you’re a
parent or not, none of us have that ability.
All of us have or will experience the moments where our life
suddenly changes direction. The moment you suddenly receive news that something
has happened that sends you into a spin. And it won’t just happen once. It will
happen numerous times in our lifetime. I think it will probably just happen
more as a parent because your lifetime suddenly involves more people and
unpredictable ones. So when I think about that, I realise that from the moment
I first found out I was pregnant, fear became an enduring part of my life. So
do I choose to live on the edge, constantly worried about what could go wrong
on a daily basis? Or do I build resilience and have confidence in myself? I
know I can rise to the challenge so I think I’ll go for resilience.
It’s funny how remembering these things from our past can
make such a huge impact to our current life. At the time, I didn’t think it was
anything significant, I was just doing my job, motivated by my love for those
children. But back then I wasn’t a Mother and now I am. Who knows, maybe all
that time I spent looking after those children was preparation for this very
moment. Either way, I am feeling much more calm and content and all because of
one little post on one little blog!
Have a great weekend all!
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