Twenty five years ago, just as we were about to leave the hospital with our baby girl, a nurse looked into my eyes. And she gave me two words of advice.
This woman had the gift of being truly present. She could sense how hard I was trying, already, to be a “perfect mom”.
In that moment, when she spoke to me, I felt Seen. Safe. Respected.
When she said those two words, I was able to receive them. I didn’t understand them well. But I did receive them.
And, like birdsong, those words have gently floated into my awareness – over and over again. In all the many seasons since that long-ago day.
This woman had the gift of being truly present. She could sense how hard I was trying, already, to be a “perfect mom”.
In that moment, when she spoke to me, I felt Seen. Safe. Respected.
When she said those two words, I was able to receive them. I didn’t understand them well. But I did receive them.
And, like birdsong, those words have gently floated into my awareness – over and over again. In all the many seasons since that long-ago day.
She said, simply: “Enjoy her.”
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