Sometimes I weep for you, my little one.
Sometimes I weep because the world around you is vast and you’re so tiny, and oh, the worry—it’s overwhelming—about how small you are in this expansive universe.
Sometimes I weep because you’re growing up and I feel myself shrinking beside you. The more you grow, the more I feel my own smallness in your big life, and boy, the worry—how it consumes me—about my place in your enormous world.
Sometimes I weep because this love I feel is so immense, yet my heart often feels too small to contain it all. When my heart swells, it can feel alarmingly similar to the sensation of it breaking.
Sometimes I weep because I’m awash with the sheer beauty of who you are.
Sometimes I weep because the weight of your presence is more than I can bear.
Sometimes I weep because in welcoming you into my life, I lost a piece of myself. I wouldn’t change a thing, but sometimes I find myself longing for the ‘me’ that used to be.
Sometimes I weep because your skin is so soft, your eyes shine so brightly, and your spirit is so fresh and open. I feel sadness knowing your innocence will be chipped away by the harsh lessons of life, making you as beautifully human as the rest of us.
Sometimes I weep because there are ways you need help that I just can’t provide, and feeling powerless as a parent can be terrifying, in a way I never expected.
Sometimes I weep because, as a mom, I have no choice but to strap on my big-girl pants every day, and let me tell you, the combination of having no choice and wearing those big-girl pants can be really uncomfortable.
Sometimes I weep because I’m utterly exhausted—not just sleepy, but bone-deep tired—leaving me with little else to give.
Sometimes I weep because I hear the laughter of God in your giggles.
Sometimes I weep because your very existence brings a joy so deep that no amount of smiles or laughter can truly capture it.
Sometimes I weep because this blessing is so grand, yet my cup feels too small to hold it all, and the overflow has to find some outlet.
Sometimes I weep because all these feelings—the love, the worry, the sadness, the beauty, the overwhelmingness of being a parent—are just a bit too much to handle. It’s all too, too much.
So, sometimes I weep for you, for me, for this vast world, and for a thousand other beautiful yet heart-wrenching reasons you’ll only understand when you become a parent.
Sometimes I weep for you, little one. Big, cleansing tears.
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Summary
This heartfelt piece expresses the myriad emotions a parent experiences, from overwhelming love and joy to deep worry and sadness. It captures the complexity of parenthood, highlighting the sacrifices made and the bittersweet nature of watching a child grow up. Encouraging readers to seek resources for their parenting journey, it emphasizes that these feelings are universal and relatable.