by Carmen Van Kerckhove
The first time I held Sean in my arms, I didn’t cry.
That surprised me. After all, in practically every movie I’ve watched, when women are handed their baby immediately after giving birth, they inevitably break down, sobbing out of joy.
But unlike those women, I wasn’t overwhelmed by an instant rush of love. More than anything else, I was just kind of stunned that Sean was finally here and that she was a real (albeit tiny) person.
In the weeks and months following the birth, the bond between us grew stronger, bit by bit. But it wasn’t until the 3-month mark — when she would smile in recognition each time she saw me — that I truly felt the kind of deep, warm love I was expecting to feel as a mother.
In hindsight, I realize that a parent/child relationship is, in some respects, not that different from any other type of relationship. The better you get to know someone, the closer you feel to them.
I suspect my experience was not atypical, but it’s not one I have ever seen depicted on TV or in a movie. And that’s unfortunate, because along with all the other pressures new mothers face (avoid a C-section! breastfeed at all costs! feed your baby organic food only!), many of us are left wondering if there’s something abnormal about our feelings.
The reality is that love is rarely — if ever — instant.