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Wednesday by Leah: My New Heart

28 Dec ’11
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- Posted by Leah

I love a lot of people. I love deeply, fiercely, easily. But I also love safely. I’ve never truly had a broken heart before. I love people I know will love me back. I surround myself with happy thoughts, happy dreams, happy places, happy faces, and then I let the love flow. It is a controlled love, as controlled as love can be. Which is perhaps why I resisted when I first met Mark – this was a love that threatened my sense of control. So I fought it, and then rationalized it, and finally surrendered to it. He loved me back. And my world continued to be a safe, happy place. And I continued to love.

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I never questioned whether I would love my child. I loved him before he was even growing inside of me – when he was still just an idea, a tentative thought… a possibility. I loved him more when he was 4 cells. And even more when he was thousands of cells…a fledgling brain and spinal cord. And more still when he had a little tail and arm buds.

I loved him to the point of tears when I saw his heart beating, when I saw the tiny bones in his fingers and toes. I loved him to the point of breathlessness when I felt his first kicks. My love for him exceeded any previous-felt sensations when he was wet and squirming in my hands. Speechless, senseless, intense. My baby. It was almost too much.

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And as I stared at him day after day, hour after hour… as I heard his sounds and learned his gestures and stroked every square inch of his head, his torso, his legs… I realized that I could not bear the love I felt. At least not in my current state. For this was a dangerous love, a completely consuming, impossible-to-control love. I was changing. I had to change. I had to grow a new heart because my former one broke when Jonah was born. It cracked wide open, raw and bleeding from the intensity of this new love. And in the weeks since, my new heart has been growing over the jagged edges, mending the torn tissues, allowing me to accept the infinite abyss that is my love for my son.

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I didn’t expect this. I thought that since I am so used to giving and receiving love, this whole motherhood thing would just mean I was adding people to my circle of loved ones. My child would be on the inner ring, orbiting a bit closer to my heart than others, easily incorporated into my existing circles of love. When people would tell my pregnant self about how there is no love like a parent’s love, I would smile and nod and think, “Well, of course I’m going to love my child an insane amount.”

I didn’t realize just how insane, just how fierce, just how mightily I would love this child. I didn’t know it was a type of love that would rip through me like a tornado, leaving me shaking and sobbing in its wake, unable to put the pieces of my shattered, sheltered heart back together.

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Every day I melt. Every day I surrender. Every day I fall a bit deeper into this abyss of love. Goodbye control. Goodbye safety. My new heart is one without boundaries, without defenses, without rules or rationality. It just beats and bleeds and loves.

And now I know what all those people were trying to tell me… but there really is no preparation for parenthood. You just have to get bowled over, to let yourself drown. I’m here to tell you that you’ll resurface. Not in the same shape or form, but in a more raw and vulnerable state than ever before. Stripped down. Beating and bleeding and loving.

Atlanta Family Portrait Photographer | Newborns | Maternity | LeahAndMark.com

Atlanta Family Portrait Photographer | Newborns | Maternity | LeahAndMark.com

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5 Comments

  • Reply Jill Liphart 28 Dec ’11 at 2:18 pm

    I say to every new Mom I know after they give birth, "May you survive your heart being outside of your chest." This is exactly what I mean, you just put it much more eloquently than me. He's perfect by the way, but you knew that already. ;)

  • Reply Rachel Barrieau Ezzo 28 Dec ’11 at 2:27 pm

    I couldn't agree more. It's an amazing and all consuming love. And, before they are here you feel like you understand but until they are really here you just have no idea.

  • Reply Carrie Neal Walden 28 Dec ’11 at 2:52 pm

    Beautiful!

  • Reply James Adamthwaite 28 Dec ’11 at 5:52 pm

    And yet another blog by Leah that leaves me sobbing all over my keyboard…

  • Reply Debra Edgar 29 Dec ’11 at 4:03 am

    I have been crying for the past ten minutes after reading this, I TOTALLY KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN! (pardon the yelling, it was just nice to know somebody else feels the same way :D

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