Some how I started out my married life with a rather large bubble. You know that space that you are uncomfortable with when someone sits in it or stands in it. I don't know if I was born with it or I developed it along the way.
I started noticing it after I had Dawn. I could only handle having so much cuddle time, or in my space time. After being pregnant several times I realized that I also had a I just want to be just me bubble. Couldn't I just sit the baby next to me for awhile and quite the involuntary movements? I started trying to find ways to shrink my bubble. The hardest times seem to be when I was sitting in church and 3 or 4 of my children were crawling all over me. I loved them, I just wanted my space.
Over the years I have had several opportunities to serve as a teacher, or a leader in different capacities. That was when I discovered that I could shrink my bubble by reaching out and touching others when I didn't feel overwhelmed. My bubble has shrunk considerably over the last 30 years. I love cuddling and very rarely do I feel overwhelmed. When I was pregnant with Julia I knew it would be the last time and I learned to enjoy every last kick and jab. Having a small child come up and hug me is awesome. Sometimes I even think I hug others and get into their bubbles. I really try hard not to though. I still remember how uncomfortable it can be.
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