Baby mine, don't you cry.
Our Amazon prime photos account reminds us of pictures we took on the same day in years past. In most cases it's such a sweet reminder of how our kids have grown and reminds us of fun vacations we've gone on. This week we've been hit with pictures from two years ago where we went to Disneyland with the grandparents from both sides of the family.
Mom walked easily 14 miles a day that week. She had so much fun and loved having those moments with our kiddos. She went on all the rides and got to see our daughter meet her princess idol, Anna from Frozen. I'm baffled that was only two short years ago.
One of my favorite Disney songs is from Dumbo, "Baby Mine". I sing it to my kids almost every night. When I think of that song I think of my mom. Her hugs were epic, and made all worry melt away.
On the very worst day of my mom's journey she was having trouble managing her pain. It is fair to say that I felt like a complete failure. I couldn't help the sweetest person in the world relieve her pain and felt like I was just making it worse at every turn. Nothing we tried was working and we were running out of options. We called the weekend emergency hotline, and the on call doctor actually said, "what do you want me to do, I'm at a barbecue right now".This is embarrassing, but I distinctly remember heading into the back yard, and actually rolling into the fetal position and rocking back and forth.
Once my husband gently brought me back into the house, I sat privately with my mom on the couch and she rested my head on her heart. As the first lucid moment of the day for her, she channeled the nurturer that she was, to console me! While she ran her soft hand down my hair, she says to me "Oh honey, don't you cry. I don't want you to worry about me. I am going to be just fine". She was in torturous pain, and she was consoling me.
That was the very worst day, and ironically the day I cherish the most. We had the opportunity to share so many emotions at one time. I take away from that experience how very important it is to make sure your kids feel loved and nurtured. That is our job as parents, all the way until the end. When I sing that song to my babies at night I think of Mom and how she still holds me close to her heart, never to part, because I'm her baby of mine.
Mom walked easily 14 miles a day that week. She had so much fun and loved having those moments with our kiddos. She went on all the rides and got to see our daughter meet her princess idol, Anna from Frozen. I'm baffled that was only two short years ago.
One of my favorite Disney songs is from Dumbo, "Baby Mine". I sing it to my kids almost every night. When I think of that song I think of my mom. Her hugs were epic, and made all worry melt away.
On the very worst day of my mom's journey she was having trouble managing her pain. It is fair to say that I felt like a complete failure. I couldn't help the sweetest person in the world relieve her pain and felt like I was just making it worse at every turn. Nothing we tried was working and we were running out of options. We called the weekend emergency hotline, and the on call doctor actually said, "what do you want me to do, I'm at a barbecue right now".This is embarrassing, but I distinctly remember heading into the back yard, and actually rolling into the fetal position and rocking back and forth.
Once my husband gently brought me back into the house, I sat privately with my mom on the couch and she rested my head on her heart. As the first lucid moment of the day for her, she channeled the nurturer that she was, to console me! While she ran her soft hand down my hair, she says to me "Oh honey, don't you cry. I don't want you to worry about me. I am going to be just fine". She was in torturous pain, and she was consoling me.
That was the very worst day, and ironically the day I cherish the most. We had the opportunity to share so many emotions at one time. I take away from that experience how very important it is to make sure your kids feel loved and nurtured. That is our job as parents, all the way until the end. When I sing that song to my babies at night I think of Mom and how she still holds me close to her heart, never to part, because I'm her baby of mine.
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