I have always been an emotional person, Tim Horton Commercials, “OH Canada” and fire works could easily bring on the water works. When my first was born I was a complete emotional wreck, I really pity my husband for having to put up with me for those first few days … weeks…. eerrr… months … ok years. I’m sure the lack of sleep that comes as part of the package of being a new parent, along with my heart and soul growing about 10x bigger has a major role to play in my heightened emotions.
Just looking into the eyes of my new baby would fill me with joy but could also bring me to tears. The different emotional and physical stimulants were/are never in short supply. I recall the first time I really broke down into tears after the baby was born. She wasn’t more than just a few hours old, we were on the 5th floor of the IWK Hospital (post birthing unit). It was the middle of the night, a lovely nurse had come in to check on my uterus, the baby was fast asleep and my husband tried to catch a few winks on the most uncomfortable cot ever (think the princess and the pea). As the nurse and I spent a few moments talking, we heard the following blare over the loud speaker:
“Code White, can I have every available doctor to come to the NICU stat.”
This type of emergency call would normally put a frog in my throat and perhaps make a few tears shed down my face. However this time, I was full on ugly cry, sobbing. I remember saying in broken crying talk “Here I am with a perfectly healthy newborn and a poor Mom is out there worried about her precious baby”. My heart was broken for that Mom. This is when I knew that being a mother brought on a whole new sets of emotions. The nurse consoled me saying they have very well trained staff, but she needed to stay for at least 10 minutes while I settled down.
In someways I’ve become stronger, a lot stronger. But in others my heart is just so tender, especially when it comes to kids (and not just my own).
This Mom job, is by far the hardest.
…. I could almost cry just writing this …. I still wonder about that code white call.
*DISCLOSURE: I AM A FISHER-PRICE MOM AND I RECEIVE SPECIAL PERKS AS PART OF MY AFFILIATION WITH THIS GROUP. THE OPINIONS ON THIS BLOG ARE MY OWN.