…IF THEY CRY, THERE IS A REASON…
I have never been able to let my babies “just” cry. All my life I have been exposed to opinions, spoken or written,
about how “crying at night” helps babies get used to sleeping through the
night, at nap time – or in times of
distress. I do not believe a parent
should deprive little ones of feedings and other forms of care to achieve a
goal, heralded by many, that can cause psychological, emotional, physical or mental distress or trauma.
If a baby cries there is a reason. A child has limited options. Regardless of what the problem may be, the form of communication
between baby and parent is singular…crying. I often find it hard to sleep at
night. When I have a bad dream, I get up, walk around and say to myself, “It
wasn’t real,” until I believe it. When I am hungry, I make
toast. When I am uncomfortable, I
roll from one side to the other. When I can’t turn my brain off, I read. When I am in pain, I take medicine. When I itch, I scratch. When
I am lonely, I snuggle up to someone I love. When I am depressed, I ask people who love me to listen to me.
When any of these things happen to a baby, they cry. Until a child is old
enough to make it “their job” to take care of these things – it is “our job.”
I do not believe that a tiny infant, or even an older child, is
trying to fiendishly manipulate, control or enslave a parent by expressing
their needs or wants. I believe that children have real needs and wants – real
ones. Their cry is their voice – their only voice.
An experience: My husband and I were required
to travel for his business for a couple of days. We left our child, who was a little under one year of age, with parents we trusted. When we returned they told us that our child cried the whole time we were gone. They said they finally laid him in a playpen and “just” let him
cry because they didn’t know what else to do. From the moment of our return, our child glued himself to my body and “soul". He literally needed to be next to
me every second. When I would drive, I would have to set him as close to me as
was possible. When I would cook, he would be on the counter, cracking eggs open
for me. If we were in public, he would
never leave my side and did not want anyone talking to him. For his emotional
security it was required that we become one person. I remembered, gratefully, my mother’s advice to “wear your
babies on your hip for two years and saturate them with love.” This was not just a good idea. In this case, it was a necessity, a necessity that was a joy and a privilege for me. This child grew quickly from this place to a place of joy and confidence as we opened our world up, together, from "on my hip" to his taking on the world to become a confident, brilliant man of great contribution.
Imagine the fear – all of a sudden away from the familiar arms
of his mother - now in a foreign "land" – an unfamiliar playpen -deprived of the
love and care, and perhaps even the physical nourishment needed – with no evidence that his present situation would ever change. It must have felt like a hopeless eternity in the dark.
Fear is the outcome of unmet needs and wants in a small child. Making a small child secure by meeting his wants and needs, at a
very young age, relieves the fear and allows the child to be able to devote his
life to learning and growing. He does not have devote all
his attention to wondering if someone will come, as he lays there, completely
helpless, on his back, waving his arms and legs around, crying. He knows his mother or father will always be there for him. He then can stretch and work and learn and laugh and become a
child of wonder and joy, relieved of the burden of fear – full of faith in a
bright future.
Love is the answer. How can deprivation of love in
the form of withholding the care we should give be the answer? Despite all the literature or talk show opinions, or
fad-parenting ideas, there is not one person alive that doesn’t know, deep down
in their soul, that letting a child “just” cry is wrong. I have heard of mothers going to other parts of their homes,
curling up in a corner and plugging their ears --- crying – trying to adhere to the newest, most popular idea
being circulated among new mothers. God gave our children to us –
not to “them” - not to "their" ideas. He gave us the keys to raise our children. We should trust our hearts, listen to our own inner voice, listen
to God. Every child has different emotional and physical needs. The freedom that comes from trusting yourself and God while you
raise a child is a liberation of the heart and soul that can only bless the
lives of your children and family.
If they cry, pick them up. Look into their eyes. Listen to your heart. You will discover your child’s voice speaking to you. You will hear and respond and be able to raise a secure, loving
and happy child.
