Joining Lisa-Jo and others this morning for Five Minute Friday, where we cut the words loose for just five minutes, and see where they fall. No editing, just encouraging the others who play along. The topic today is Identity.
It's like a dance, this journey of motherhood. The give, the take. The weaving in and out through other people, focusing on your partner to the exclusion of the other couples on the floor. Reading signals that no one else can read. Turning what could be a disastrous sprawling calamity into a graceful dance.
I'm awkward now. Its a new dance to me--one commenced 4 weeks and 5 hours ago. I read her signals, but am I always right? That cry--does it say,"I'm tired!" or "I'm really, really REALLY hungry RIGHT NOW mommy!" or "I just want you to hold me, please--and please--hurry!!" Sometimes I can't tell. I have to experiment. Did this work? Yes? Great! Oh, it didn't work? Well, lets try something else.
It's a dance, a give and take. A dance I've wanted to learn for years, but was afraid of. It looked hard. It looked complicated. And it is. But at the same time it's not.
The beginner steps aren't hard--they are very, very simple. I just have to learn her. Her needs are simple. Therefore, the steps are fairly simple now. I move clumsy, but I'm keeping time. I'm doing it, one little step at a time. As she grows her needs will become more complex, the dance steps will be more involved. It starts simple, but it becomes an art form; The dance of motherhood.