Thursday, July 05, 2007
Proud talk
Close to seven days with no wolf. Not a pinch, not a peek. Nothing but solid sleep and sweet dispositions. She's even back to playing in her room when I'm in the shower (thank you sweet universe, thank you, thank you, thank you!) Man, things were getting worrisome there for a while. Huh.... maybe it was the crazy impromptu duke-it-out session we had in the kitchen that morning, 2 to one, the wolf didn't stand a chance; or maybe it was all the extra cuddling, warm and cozy on the couch; or maybe the extra dose of patient ears hovering nonchalantly, available, ready, waiting that did the trick; or maybe it was just simply time.... or, of course, she could totally have another one tonight, back slide into fear, start all over in confusion, cause all this proud talk has completely jinxed it now! Damn it!!! Ah well, I'm ready either way.
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You are a good mama. I can tell. And you know what? Life is going to throw things at the Bean that you would never allow, given the choice, just as it has thrown things at you. I think in this world of ours today, we feel like if we do all the right things, live the right way, nothing bad will ever happen to us, which is just crazy, magical thinking. Bad stuff does happen. It's what we do with it that matters.
You've done great stuff.
Keep it up.
You said that right, Ms Moon. Thanks.
Ample, you know what might help? Overcoming the fear. I made my daughter to imagine the subject of fear and beat it up, I mean physically: take a pillow and tell her it's a wolf, get her a stick and make her beat the pillow, then throw it to different directions and laugh. All these has to be done as a play.
It might help, but might make her be afraid of pillows.
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