photo by GalenI’m feeling about life these days, a lot like I felt about labor. That it’s going to be hard. That it is hard. That I can do it, but that it would be easier and the experience far better if I had someone to hold my hand.
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Bless you. I do hope that you feel the hands of your readers reaching out to you. Comforting hugs to you, Mama.
Yes, you can. You can do it!
The new baby photos are making my nose and eyes tingle. So sweet. This is the hard part, if you can make it through the newborn stage it's all gravy.
I've always thought it would be an amazing thing to be a doula...my sister was mine, and helped me through all three births. I'll give you her words to me: "C'mon, honey, you're doing great. Just a little bit longer." You can do it.
And this poem that another blogger at Frontier Dreams has on her site:
Cooking and cleaning can wait till tomorrow,
For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow.
So settle down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I'm nursing my baby and babies don't keep.
-Unknown
Blessings to you and your family.
Just think Mama - You have 4 sets of sweet little hands to hold. Plus from the sounds of it an addt'l set of loving hands from your children's doting Papa. Love & Support From another Mama of 4 (mine are all under 4!)You can do this..........
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hmm...interesting that this post is being taken not at all how it was meant. funny how that works sometimes! Perhaps my choice of photos was confusing.
It's not the baby. That part is easy, or at least I think it's easy. I'm sure many others would disagree! But there are lots of other things in life that are hard. However it may seem, it's not an easy life that we've found ourselves living. I know a lot of people who read here think we lead some sort of charmed life but there is a lot of hardship that you don't see because that's not what I choose to focus on here.
We're very isolated for the most part and sometimes I get lonely. I absolutely adore Steve, but he suffers from, at times, severe depression and anxiety which can make it difficult for him to make meaningful connections with us, and with me in particular. This is also something that I don't tend to talk about here. Maybe I should. I think that the feeling that I was having on this day was more one of wanting to be held myself. To be comforted, though I'm not really sure from what. But also a feeling of wanting to be able to share joy and wonder and just being replenished myself. Being a mother there is such an outward flow of caring for and loving, sometimes it's hard when there is not a lot replenishing the source or when it all has to be self produced. It can be particularly hard during tired times, when I just don't have the strength to nourish myself the way that I need to.
Anyhow, it wasn't a plea of desperation or anything. Just kind of a quiet longing for some literal hand holding.
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I understood exactly what your post was about Melody:-) For me when I need that hand to hold, it is Jesus Christ my saviour. He never leaves me:-) Hold onto your faith, whichever it may be and that may help to comfort you. Praying the best for you and your husband, depression is tough.
I understood perfectly. I'm suffering from some mild PPD right now, and it hit me pretty hard this morning, after a hard night with the baby. My biggest wish these last few weeks has been to have someone else to be in charge, at least sometimes.
I'm here.
Love to you Melody. I've gone through a lot of the same emotions--though I/we are in a really good place right now. :)
Melody,
Galen took a beautiful picture.
I understand about wanting someone to hold your hand all too well. I'm lucky in that I have 3 very loving and supportive friends a phone call away(only 1 of which lives near me and has her own issues and problems). I only have 2 little girls to watch over, but it is primarily me who does everything around here...which I knew before I married my husband it would be a rough road and I don't regret it a bit. Although, I do envy you being out in the woods...I miss the peace and semi-isolation I had growing up.
Funny I just read through the other comments before going to post this...my husband is bipolar and has severe bouts of anxiety and depression...which right now the depression is awful with him being laid off. There are moments of wonderful and complete 'hand-holding' and in the next moment being pushed away, but like I said before I knew this before we moved in together, got married and had our girls and I wouldn't trade him for anything. Okay I have my moments of weakness, but I love him, our girls and our family too much to let it get in the way. Even if you don't post about it, know you have sisters here who understand & are here if you need us.
I will hold your hand, Mama, as you have held mine!
~Bless
I am holding mine to you but we are many miles away. I am there in spirit and think you are doing wonderfully. You are a fantastic Mama Melody, I can SEE it and feel it.
So much love to you (((Melody)))) I read your blog all of the time but hardly comment due to lack of time (it's hard enough to post on mine sometimes!). I am thinking about you.
What a beautiful beautiful photo from Galen - it is wonderful,
Claire
I none of our virtual, far way hands can replace the need to be held by your partner, but I hope it helps a little. Parenthood is so hard on partnership, there is so little time to work out the kinks and talk through the hard times and give each other what you need. I wish for you some real true hand holding and support. hugs to you mama.
I meant I *know* none...
love the queen of typos
Hand holding is terribly underrated. And sorely missed.
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