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As Your Love Grows

2014 October 28


Kai is at the age – almost four – where he is outgrowing my open arms.

Rocking in his old, creaky glider at bedtime is getting increasingly awkward. Lifting him in my arms and propping him on the hip that once housed him so comfortably is giving me aches and pains all over. My attempts at cuddling him up in a little pocket beside me on the couch are now met with rambunctious kicks and arms flailing and restless limbs that won’t sit still.

He is taller, bigger, heavier, than my body can accommodate but my heart still has all the room in the world and it has been a tough transition for me, both physically and mentally.

While this phase makes half of me long to have one more baby – one more perfect little body to lull to sleep in my arms every night, to have adjoined to me at all times – reality (and my husband) tells me this is it.

No more rocking chairs. No more babies on my hip. No more sweet compact cuddles with patient bodies that just want to be held.

I have to find a new way for my love to grow.

Yes, hands are still being held and hugs are still aplenty and kisses still float through the air onto both of my babies…sometimes to their chagrin.

But I need to find new ways to show them comfort and warmth and love for this new phase of all our lives. Beyond the physical.

And I need to find new ways to accept their love in return.

I have a feeling it’s going to mean more listening. More stories. More one-on-one time without distractions. More quiet observations from afar. Letting both of them know that as we, as a family, leave these baby moments behind us there are even better moments ahead of us. Not ones filled with bedtime rocking chair sessions and endless cuddling but ones filled with just as much love and comfort and warmth. Shown in other ways.

I may not be able to hold up close to 40 sweet little pounds in my arms anymore, but as my children grow, so does my love for them. In ways I couldn’t have ever imagined.

So we’ll all just have to figure out how to carry that amazing load moving forward.

*image above is actually me with Little D…and I just love it so.

7 Responses leave one →
  1. October 28, 2014

    Just beautiful. You have a way of expressing things that I also feel but struggle to articulate.

    • WWGD permalink*
      October 28, 2014

      Thank you so much, Dayna. So glad you enjoyed it.

  2. stella permalink
    October 28, 2014

    I love this piece. I totally feel this with my 4.5 year old. Fortunately for us, she is still a huge cuddler and I enjoy any chance I get to embrace and inhale her sweetness. I know now why my mom always called me her baby (much to my chagrin) because I really feel that with my little girl. I totally respect that she has a growing body and mind but there is part of me that just wants to wrap her up in a bundle and protect her from this sometimes crazy world. Thanks for sharing.

  3. michelle permalink
    October 29, 2014

    Thank you for writing this!! I was cuddling my two year old last night and wondering, with a heavy heart, how many more nights he’ll nuzzle into my neck. But, as usual, you gave me great perspective. There are so many wonderful ways to give and receive love. THANK YOU=)

  4. October 31, 2014

    Raluca, this is just so beautiful. It made me tear up and I’m not even a mama yet!

  5. October 31, 2014

    Lovely picture! Yes, it’s sad when they don’t need our cuddles as much anymore. The story-telling is fabulous though! And don’t forget that cuddles are still needed. Our 14-year-old daughter will ask me sometimes when I come in to say goodnight if I can get in her bed and snuggle for a little. Who could resist that! She’s taller than me, but she still loves to snuggle!

  6. elizabeth duncan permalink
    November 8, 2014

    I’m not a mom and at first this makes me a little sad to read because I’m sure it’s all true in the different phases of motherhood. To lose your little cuddle buddy seems like a rough transition, but I like how you said you are growing in love in other ways. Hopeful outlook!!

    Were your kiddos different in this phase? Girl to boy?

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