I’m going to start this off with a cliche, one that everyone mentions in some form or other. It goes something like this: “Your life changes when you have children”, “You’ll never be the same again”, “Just wait til you have children – you’ll know what love is” etc etc. I used to think these things meant you’d never get to sleep late again, or that you would love your children a lot. But it’s something else. I think it refers to the seriously BIG LOVE one feels (I’ve looked in my thesaurus, and no word can adequately describe it). For me, I think it also refers to how much deeper I feel things now, and how things shift focus, and those that seemed so important at one stage, don’t really matter anymore.
Take last night for instance – I read a book about a dying mother who prepares her five-year-old daughter for her death, called Crossing Oceans by Gina Holmes and I was a wreak. I heaved in tears for about 15 Kindle pages and I’m just grateful Dad was watching South Park loudly or else he would have heard me and thought something disastrous had happened. I think I’ve always been sensitive and compassionate, and have cried my way through many Grey’s Anatomy episodes, but these days I’m feeling a whole lot more where kids and parents are concerned. It’s like with your birth, another chamber was added to my heart, and so many more things seem to tug at it now, whether it’s seeing a cute child in my workday, hearing of a child in need, or looking at one of those cute emails of puppies that do the rounds. And when I’m apart from you, the sight of small-people hands causes tears to well up. I think I’m the mayor of Cry Street, ever since checking in on September 22, 2009 (I hope one day you’ll be a 4 Square fan and know what I’m talking about). And I’m the Mayor of Kleenex Co. Any other moms out there who can claim similar titles?
Max, thanks for expanding my senses and world (and helping Kleenex exceed their profit margins).
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