Who knew?

How do I converse with my parents, my friends? At first glance, this question seemed all too foreign to me. I couldn’t think of an example, let’s see, I eat with my family, I gossip with the friends, and well, I really couldn’t pinpoint a significant example in order to relate to the question. Then, it occurred to me, of course, the way I converse with my 7 month old daughter. She is all too new to my world and she brings to light endless changes in my life since her birth. The relationship I have with my daughter is a perfect example. I lived alone when Jewel was first born. During that time I had become accustomed to being comfortable not talking for a few days. I had the thoughts in my head and occasionally sang along to a song on the radio but that was really it. If there were no incoming phone calls then I really didn’t speak much because I wasn’t working at the time and stayed home a lot with my infant. I then found myself with this adorable bundle of joy. A little precious infant, new to my world. I found myself busy, very busy in my mind. So much “noise” going on in my mind. I was always planning, thinking, and thinking some more. The voice in my head was on overdrive. The funny thing is when I would snap out of it, I noticed if I’m spending all this time thinking, who’s talking to the baby. My mind was loud with thoughts but my home was silent. I would stop myself and take a look at my baby and notice its freakin silent in this house! I started talking to my baby more and more when I noticed this, I felt very terrible, you can imagine. It was a little weird to adjust but I managed. During the transition period, I made sure to love my baby so much. I showered her with enormous amounts of affection to make up for the lack of verbal communication. I always made sure to give her eye contact, so that she knew she was important and I noticed her. I would hug and kiss her all the time. I would sleep close to her and hardly ever leave her sight. That was our conversation for a brief time. A mother and daughter getting acquainted with each other in various ways. What a wonderful time in my life. She understood me. She knew that I love her and even though I didn’t speak to her much in the beginning, she was well aware that I communicated to her in other ways. Of course I quickly got used to speaking to her verbally but it was a special time adjusting to my new company. The hugs, the kisses, the eye contact…it was all very beautiful. Once I shut my mind off and started speaking to her more the two habits naturally combined into a great relationship.