“Mommy Loves You”
That’s the best advice I have ever gotten and the one piece of advice I would give to any mother that asks for it, no matter what stage of motherhood they’re in.
“Mommy Loves You”
I say it a lot to The Boy. Some might think I say it a bit too much, but I can’t help it because it has become such a huge part of my dialogue with my son. I can’t even remember who gave me the idea to say it all the time but, boy, am I ever glad they did.
When The Boy was born, he was a huge fan of crying, as most babies are. He rarely slept (and still doesn’t, but that’s another post for another day) and spent huge chunks of the day fussing. It really grated on my nerves at times. There were moments when I just didn’t know what to do anymore and didn’t know if I could take another second of his crying. In those moments I would remember the best advice I had received while pregnant:
Tell your child that you love them all the time. Tell them when you’re proud, happy, sad, mad, frustrated, excited, and sleepy. Just keep telling them that you love them.
“Mommy Loves You“
And I really meant it. I mean it every time I say it to him, no matter what kind of mood I am in. And the amazing thing about saying those three words is that they really do make a difference. I believe in the power of words. These three words certainly not magic and they don’t make everything perfect by merely saying them, but when I’m at my breaking point and I tell The Boy that I love him, I can’t help but feel slightly less frustrated.
At 7 months old, I know my son doesn’t understand much of what I blabber about during the day, but I think that he understands the word love and is beginning to know what it sounds and feels like. Because, while he is busy learning how to stand, walk, and talk, I also want him to learn how very, very loved he is by his mommy.
I hope that I never forget to tell The Boy that his mommy loves him, because I truly, truly do.
And even in those moments when your head is going to explode and chaos abounds, nothing stops the anger and the frustration faster than saying, out loud and over and over, “I love my Baby, I love my Baby, I love my Baby”…
I was able to stop myself from going over the edge many times when both kids were newborns with this mantra. These are very powerful words indeed.
If both my kids grow up knowing how much their Mommy loves them I will have done my job.
Cute and true. I started saying to it my belly everyday when I was pregnant so he would recognize it when he was born. It is so important to tell them and I think they know what their mommy’s are saying when they hear it:)
Oh, Vicky, that made me tear up!! How sweet are your parents?
I kept a lot of the letters my mom and dad wrote to me when I was at camp or at university. When I was dating my husband, I shared one or two old letters with him and he said to me “wow…it’s so clear that your parents really loved you”. Its important to say it….to write it…I couldnt agree with you more.