Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts

Monday, April 6, 2009

Talking with Teresa

I am a quiet person. At most social events, I prefer to situate myself in an unobtrusive spot where I can observe. Most of the time I think before I speak. Sometimes I think so much that I don't speak at all. I am an internal processor.

When I began communicating verbally with David (over the phone about a month after we'd met online) he challenged me to speak more - to share more of myself out loud. He asked incisive questions to help me dig deeper and expose my true thoughts and feelings. Sometimes I reacted poorly, especially when he kept wanting to talk about sensitive topics or things we disagreed about. He called it "clearing away the debris" and he emphasized how important it was for our relationship. We had to be completely open with one another and address all the issues that might come between us. I was grateful at the same time as I was frustrated by the experience.

I must admit, after a year and a half of marriage I'm still not very good at volunteering my deep thoughts and feelings, especially when I deem them to be sinful or less than charitable and really just want them to go away (wouldn't saying them outloud give them substance?). But David continues to encourage me and always responds well when I am forthcoming.

Even when it comes to day-to-day stuff, I'm not a very chatty person. I don't really like to talk on the phone (which explains, if you are my real-life friend, why I don't call you often, even though I like you very much!). Opportunities for casual conversations often leave me feeling self-conscious and/or incompetent. Because I don't practice much, I'm not a good talker.

I have been reflecting on all this because little Miss Teresa has challenged my reticence in a whole new way. I've been reading about ways to provide babies with stimulation to help their sensory development (mostly in What to Expect the First Year, which I recommend). One of the best things we can do for our children to help them develop language skills is to talk to them often. What to Expect encourages parents to offer their babies a running commentary.

"Don't make a move, at least when you're around your baby, without talking about it. ... It doesn't matter that your baby hasn't the slightest inkling of what you're talking about. Blow-by-blow descriptions help get you talking, and get baby listening - thereby starting him or her off on the path to understanding. (p. 160)
The book also recommends asking children questions (and providing the answers yourself when they can't), giving them a chance to respond (with coos, comments, etc.), imitating the sounds they make, and varying pitch when speaking or reading to them. Sounds good, right? Well, for someone who finds talking "normally" with adults difficult, talking to a baby is even more of a stretch. It just feels unnatural. But I am determined to overcome this reluctance. In the past few days, I've started talking to Teresa. A lot. The more I do it, the easier it gets. And she seems to like it!

Last Friday Teresa's nana came over to hang out with us. When Teresa was fussing, Nana held her on her knees and talked to her. It had a great effect: Teresa quieted down. Since then, I've tried this tactic several times myself. I've discovered that Teresa cries because she wants more attention, and talking to/with her meets that need. Sometimes random chatter with varying pitch and exaggerated expressions can get Teresa to cease even the loudest wailing. She tolerates baths better, too, with a little commentary.

Seems so simple, but I needed others to explain and demonstrate this for me. I have so much to learn!

Nana talking with Teresa:

Friday, April 3, 2009

Friday in Lent

Laundry is good for the moment. Frances cooked sweet potatoes and we have some meatless tacos ready to be worked up tonight for dinner. The apartment is tidied as much as it can be in this stage of our lives, Frances is taking a well deserved nap, and Teresa is entertaining herself a few feet away from me on the bed. A sweet, momentary respite in the Liberto household.

Frances has done such a great job over the last few weeks with Teresa. Sometimes I’ll stay up a bit later and wake up earlier to take care of Teresa, but Frances is the one who’s primarily waking up at all hours of the night and morning to care for our daughter. Sometimes the bags under Frances’ eyes are so large, I wonder how she can function.

Then I remember that she trusts in the Lord. She receives all of her strength from the Lord.

Even with the sacrifices of these past couple weeks in determining Teresa’s food allergies, Frances has been amazing in how she unceasingly cares for Teresa. In light of her fatigue, Frances has been gentle, patient, loving, and compassionate with Teresa. She’s learned some hard lessons, but her reception of God’s graces, especially prudence, temperance, justice, and fortitude have allowed her to be a great mother.

Flashback to the last hour of pushing seven weeks ago: when all of her strength was depleted, Frances continued solely relying on God’s strength. It was like she was receiving a divine IV infusion of grace. It was an amazing display of how God ensures that He will never abandon us, especially in times of need. It also foreshadowed all of the times we as parents will need to rely on Jesus.

I know that there are many new mothers and mothers with new babies out there who are doing an amazing job with the help of God’s grace. (Diana, Sarah, Katherine, Missy, Missy, Lindsay, and Kate to name a few). I applaud you all and we are praying for you all.

I want to take this opportunity to thank everyone who has been praying for our little family. God hears you and small miracles happen here everyday. We are praying for you as well and we’re grateful for the wonderful people God has brought into our lives.

Being a Friday in Lent, I am reminded of all that Jesus gave everything for us. How sweet it is. It's amazing to see how Frances is giving everything for Teresa, thanks to our Lord, Jesus Christ. We are blessed.

...and the silence bows out as soft cries take the stage...