My Mom always called it a little "cocoon"... the gathering of family and loved ones that forms around a baby who has just been born. When my daughter Molly was born, Mom came and stayed with us for a couple weeks before and after the delivery to help take care of Chloe, etc. She said she was so glad to have been included in our little cocoon. I said "are you kidding? I don't know how we would have done it without you!" When Molly was just a few days old and was awake at all hours to eat, Mom used to say "why don't you feed her and then just pass her off to me to burp her and hold her until she goes back to sleep... that way you can go back to sleep and be a good Mommy to her tomorrow." That's how Mom is... she just gives and gives of herself... however she could to help you and to love you. Anyway, this is certainly a much less happy time, but the cocoon is the same. We're all just sitting bedside and helping and supporting each other and her and doing everything we can. Your thoughts and prayers mean so much... you may not be here, but you're ALL part of the cocoon as well.... we've shared all of your messages and all of your cards and Mom knows that your'e here with her. And just like a real cocoon, she will soon break out and spread her wings and fly like a beatiful butterfly.
The time is very strange right now, the hours feel like minutes and we're just waiting for her last breath. It's quite apparent to us all that Mom has all but left her body. I guess it started feeling like that yesterday when we were so sure she was about to take her last breath. It seems this is how it's going to be until the end. I'm not going to write anymore until Mom has passed away. God Bless.
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