Grief in Early Parenthood
Early parenthood has grief and loss written between every line of celebration and joy. The flip side of any additive experience is letting go and loss.
Grief presents in many ways in early parenthood. Grief is in the frustration for what we cannot accomplish or access in our minds or motives. It’s in the fear about the unknown next version of ourselves, the ache to know what will become of us and who we will be on the other side. It’s in the resistance to and denial of change. It’s in the resentment we feel toward those whose lives are less or differently altered. …
Grief in early parenthood is also about the passage of time and the inevitable losses that come with moving through our finite lives.
Grief isn’t only felt by parents, of course. In the social matrix, many people may feel and express grief when a baby enters, alongside joy and celebration.
I was sitting once with three generations of a family: a new baby, his mom and the new mom’s mom. We were talking about a particular way this new family was nurturing their relationship with their baby. It was a celebratory and sweet moment. I noticed tears in the grandmother’s eyes. This moment of appreciation for this new family’s vision and approach was crystalizing her realization that her own opportunity to parent very young children was long behind her. She felt grief for a door closed and an opportunity that could no longer exist. She had completed that part of her life and saw that she couldn’t go back to change what was.
In moments of opportunity, when what is ahead of us appears wide open and within our influence, there is hope and anticipation and vision. (There is also fear and worry and the weight of responsibility.)
When our work is done we might feel relief, pride, wonder, awe.
We may also feel grief at the loss of possibility and regret at the known and unknowable results of actions we took. This is the natural order of things, of life, of action. We don’t stay in possibility and potential forever.
When we do find ourselves in possibility and potential, we can pause to note the weight of the moment, the pressure and pleasure and promise. And as soon as we step into the reality of the unfolding, we are susceptible to grief.
We express grief in weird ways as a result of cultural and personal resistance and discomfort.
We misdirect our grief when we attach our own experiences to others’, when their opportunity becomes a blank slate for us to write our lessons and regrets on.
Or when others' hopeful and fresh approach meets our cynicism: “oh just wait” or “that won’t work” or “that’s unrealistic.”
We are missing grief’s cue when we feel threatened or criticized by someone’s choice to do something differently than we have or would.
How to sit with grief in order to live most fully inside our lives? I think this must be so individual.
I aim to honor my grief as real and reasonable.
When I’m willing to touch into “what could have been” and appreciate it as an illusion (reality is always more complex), that’s a good start for me.
When I can appreciate the accumulation of my imperfect actions and decisions as an act of creation, that helps a lot.
When I can appreciate that pure potential is a rare and passing opportunity and that the true flavor of life I seek is authentic expression of my (complex and flawed) self, that’s the ultimate salve.
What about you?