You can’t have too much of a good thing. Not when it comes to love. My whole life, I have been blessed enough to be surrounded by love, engulfed by it, have it pouring in from all directions. And I want the same, if not more for Lil Z-Bear. But things are not the same as they were when I was growing up. The proverb ‘It takes a village to raise a child’ has never rung more true than now that I’m a mother. I wasn’t just raised by my mom and dad. I was raised by a whole army of grandparents, uncles, aunts, neighbors and friends. As much as I’d like the same for Lil-Z Bear it’s not always possible with distances that separate us from our families.
Even with all the love I give Lil Z-Bear, it is very presumptuous of me to think my love is the only kind of love he needs. Because different people give you different love. He needs the love his mama and papa give him, the kind where we constantly think of baby’s well being, and think of long term effects that each and every big and small decision will have on his life. He needs love from his grandparents, because they are done with the day-to-day worry of raising kids and can focus on showering him with the unconditional love only grandparents can give. He needs the love of uncles and aunts: the ones who have kids of their own and provide caring, understanding love; the cooler, younger ones whose love takes them into fun territory and the discovery of new things; and the older ones who act as a second set of grandparents. He needs the love of our neighbors and friends who teach him to be open and accepting to people of all backgrounds and all walks of life. He needs the love of cousins, so he knows the love of other children even before he has siblings of his own. And he needs the love of people we meet in the neighborhood and in the supermarket, so he learns the kindness possible by the human heart.
So I freely accept any and all kind of love that Lil Z is offered. I love when Z-Bear smiles as his nanny arrives every morning, it makes me feel good that she is an extra person he is receiving love from. I jump at any opportunity for the limited family and friends we have close by to come visit so they can see Lil Z and give him even more of much needed love. Even though his grandparents are far away, I tell him everyday how much each and every one of them loves him. I am not possessive in any way about who provides love to my little one, I welcome it with open arms. After all, love is never superfluous and he is not a vessel that will overfill if given too much love. Rather, I see him as an endless pool that I hope will be continued to fill with love throughout his life.