again, i'm one-fingered typing while holding a sleeping toddler. i realized today that she is a bit of a worry-wart. she always needs to be close and to know exactly what is happening. i know if i put her down. there's an 85% chance she will come and find me. then we start over with the singing and reading.
tonight she would not stop talking. i finally put her down and told her i would pick her back up when she was done...and now, silence!
i moved her wading pool close to the garden fence where i am trying to work. that sort of helped. we saw a daddy-long-legger, and got jumped on by the cutest little jumping spider twice, and found a tiny little garden spider. i think i need to reflect on spider's message. we also saw a dragonfly, a snail with a gilded shell and a big ol' garter snake. life is interesting at a two-year-old's level.
some how safe enough feels different than the other enoughs. safe enough always seemed to be out of my control. smart enough, pretty enough - that seems to come from within. of course my self-perspective was skewed by dad's hatefulness, but it seems fixable. i can readjust my point of view or my personal expectations.
but safe enough...can we create safe enough? i try to create safe space around me - so people feel welcomed and respected. i try to listen, to be open and nonjudgmental. i try to keep my home even, or even happy. but that doesn't create safe space for me.
i will have to think more about this.
i like the perspective you got from rereading your journal. 'twas just a little gift from the universe.
i have the babe again tomorrow, so i'll probably be back, typing with one finger!
love and hugs from clare
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