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07/21/2004 Archived Entry: "quiet"

"Please stop talking!" How many times have I uttered this phrase? The first coos were adorable and a delight to listen to. Since then, the child has not stopped talking and there are many days the sound is a far cry from "delightful." On the other hand, not only does she need to talk, but I want her to feel she can talk to me. I don't want her to have a problem someday and she feels this deep need to talk it over with someone and yet, can't think of anyone who will listen. I hold no illusions of her telling me absolutely everything in her life when she's older. It won't happen, and quite frankly, probably shouldn't. But for now, I want her know she can come to me and I'll listen. I'm really good at listening to friends ramble on, yet I don't always listen to my own child. So tonight, we went for a walk. Just the two of us. Because if it's Chris, myself and Tabitha, then Chris and I try to have a conversation and that leaves out Tabitha. So we walked, and she talked. The entire time. Which I think is just what she needed. When we got home, she wanted more. I was tired by then and told her to ask Chris to walk with her. They did. I just hoped he listened.