Dear Baby, Today I failed you.
It has been over six months now since you came into my world and lit up my life, however today has been one of the toughest days I have known and I have failed you.
I didn’t want to go out this afternoon because I knew you hadn’t slept and I just didn’t want to put you through it. But we went out anyway. You were so sad and you wouldn’t stop crying. You wouldn’t sleep. It’s all so unlike you. We should have gone home and tried to give you comfort somehow. But I failed you. We stayed an extra half an hour thinking you would be fine after a sleep in the car. But you didn’t sleep. And you weren’t fine. And so I failed you.
I have failed you because you’re teething. I know this is nature doing its thing and that it has nothing to do with me, but it is breaking my heart to see how much it is hurting you. And although I have so desperately tried, I cannot take that horrible pain away.
I have failed you because my hugs, my kisses, and my lullaby’s cannot seem to provide the comfort that you so desperately seek, and so I feel utterly useless. I thought that becoming a mother would give me the magic ability to sooth my child. To lessen their pain and fear just by being there and giving them my strength.
But I am not strong and it is breaking my heart. I can’t even manage to smile today, so I have failed you.
My sweet baby, you’re so tired that you fell asleep in my arms before just briefly and you NEVER fall asleep in my arms. You were so exhausted and yes you fell asleep in my arms, but you were whimpering as you slept. Your sweet beautiful face usually so happy would crumple up in pain and you would cry out, and I couldn’t dispel your torment. I couldn’t ease your pain. I have failed you.
Oh my angel, I would give anything to know how to help you today. I would give anything to take this pain away and to make you feel happy again. I want my sunshiny happy boy back. Your joy is mine, and I don’t know what to do without it.
But dear baby, tonight I am a fool who is broken.
I feel like a failure because I am selfishly dreading going to bed for the night since I know that I will get no sleep. I am dreading hearing you cry out because I know that I can’t fix you. I am dreading waking up again tomorrow because I know that we will go through it all again.
Picking you up, rocking you, singing you the lullaby’s you love aren’t working and I don’t know what else to do. I am not helping you and you are so so sad. I am not helping you and you are exhausted. I am not helping you and all you can do is cry out your grief, your frustration and your terror, and I don’t know what to do.
I am your mother and I am supposed to have all of the answers. I am supposed to fix you and make it all better but I don’t know how. I am failing at being a mother.
I have failed you and today, just for today I am broken.
I am going to bed and I am going to let the tears come even though it is so early and I know there will be loads more in store for me tonight. But I need to cry. I need to let it out before you wake up again and need me. I need to do this to let out the anxiety I feel at my failings. To let out some of the fear that I have that I will never be a good enough mother to make you happy, to bring you calmness and to make you feel safe.
I also need to cry because tomorrow you WILL still need me. And I am feeling weak and so anxious tonight that I am not good enough for you.
And yet tonight, I also need to find the strength from somewhere to get through the day that I know is coming, and to be what you need. I need to be the mother worthy of such an amazing little human. I need to try harder to take away your pain. You put your love and trust in me everyday to take care of you. And so I will try not to fail you. Tonight I will cry, and tomorrow I will try.
What is the hardest thing you have had to deal with in your little one’s life? And have you ever felt helpless when you can’t “fix” your kids? Please leave a comment in the box below as I would love to hear from you.
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Sending you all the hugs! We haven’t really started teething yet, but when my boy was 6 weeks old he developed silent reflux out of nowhere and we were hit for 6! I didn’t know what was wrong or how to fix it and it was hell! He would scream because he was hungry then as soon as he latched on and ate a little he would scream in pain. He would eventually fall asleep (only ever in my arms) out of utter exhaustion, then 3 hours later we would go through it all over again. It was truly heartbreaking that the very thing that was supposed to bring my baby comfort and nourishment, was causing him so much pain and distress. Once the doctor finally agreed to prescribe some meds and we got the reflux under control he went back to being my happy, sunny little baby and I’ve never known such relief!
I deeply hope your little one finds his sweet relief soon, and please know that you have not failed him. You have done everything that you can to help and comfort him, and that my dear, makes you an amazing mother! There will be times in our children’s lives when they will go through struggles that we will want nothing more than to be able to “fix”, but we will be completely unable to. It is during these times that our job is simply to be there. Be there with love, hugs and unconditional love. You are doing your job impeccably, and I’m sure if your boy could vocalise how he feels he would tell you that you’re the best mummy ever!
Hi Jordi,
Thanks for your kind comments! I will take those hugs thank you! xxxx
God the silent reflux sounds horrendous- your poor little munchkin!
It is so horrible watching them go through the pain and not be able to help, I always thought that that would come naturally to us mummies! Maybe it is a bit easier when we can communicate more easily with our wee ones? I hope so anyway…
So glad that meds helped you get through that incredibly tough time…Yes it would have been such a relief to have the boy you know and love “come back”.
Thankyou so much… My little boy smiled again at me for the first time in two weeks and I felt that same rush of relief that you described- I kept telling him how much mummy loves him, but how much she had missed her “Mr Smiles”.
May teething hurry up, and a mouthful of teeth appear after this mornings nap lol.
Thanks again lovely one, your comments put a big fat smile on my face!
Loads of love to you xxxx