You are a baby.

You are a baby.  I am a baby . We all are babies.  We may have jobs, careers, families., homes rent bills taxes ... . We may be ruling our world. But we still are babies.
Somewhere deep inside , we sometimes just want to cry . And sometimes we want to wail ! We love touch. We thrive on a smile and we do thrive with being held. We require nourishment and fluids and we may become cranky if we are hungry for too long . We get gas pains and grimace . We even wet our pants every so often just a little. Cmon yes you do .
So when we are screaming inside , and struggling with grownup stuff, we have the Go Tos for quieting ourselves :
Breathing , meditating, going out into nature, helping others, reading , engaging in movement , exercise, yoga, distracting ourselves with things to do, shopping, drinking ,television  .... Etc .

I remember well the days of having a baby in the house with one , two, and three other children. Invariably,  at some point , the beautiful , joyous being of my life , would become impossibly cranky .
What did we do when this occurred?
Held them. Loved them .  This works , unless it doesn't , and we do not always have the ability /time/ capability to hold our fussy cherubs.
So, we go to something else. The  baby swing . Ohh this was awesome. In fact , I often used this last in the baby stations circuit because they would fall asleep in it ..
Feed them .  Cranky still? Burp . Bottle.nChange diaper.
Hmmm still fussy.
Lay in play pen with many happy, colorful, musical , moving whimsies to delight . This would be a grand thing for awhile as well, but , well, the cranks would return and we may go outside, or a number of other  things, and the, begin all over again.i actually did have stations " set up and we would do rounds of the circuit during the fussies .
Point being.... We are just sometimes fussy. Cranked. Overwhelmed . Pissed off. Sad.  And even though we are indeed babies still, we just can not act it as adults, and we really don't have anyone to set up stations for us or maybe we do and then yay a that's great !
So, set up our own stations.

What do you enjoy ?  Some babies hate the baby swing. Some people can not meditate....we all have different ways to de stress , unwind,  let go, fight the fight, quiet the monkey mind..
What is yours?
How would you pamper yourself. You. Pamper. Yourself.
So, take a walk, workout, cry, sleep, read, write, take a long hot shower, light candles, make a healthy meal, curl up in your fave Jammies or sweats.. Give yourself a facial. Listen to music . Move.

And - GIVE to someone.  A phone call, a prayer, a thought , go to the coffee shop and pay for the next persons coffee, smile.
AND,
DO NOT GIVE UP THE SHIP IF ONE THING DOESNT WORK . TRY ANOTHER .



Today, I woke up not great. Grumbly.  Fussy.  I lit candles, wrote in my journal, had sugar in my coffee. And half and half {organic } . I felt better.  Got up and two seconds later , the grumbles returned.  Okay.  Go outside now. aHh nice.  Lasted a few moments.
Had to teach class and had a client so, the grumbles had to wait .
Later, went outside. Grumbles.  Sadness.  Fears coming up.
Decided that instead of curling up under a rock, I would DO something that I would feel good about .
Anything You can do to get that ooh I feel good I just did that feeling  is a game changer.
So I went for a walk out to Kents Point with the dogs. Didn't really want to, but they insisted { thank you , guys.. ]. And I felt like a good dog mom after , even tho the boo hoo buds came with us, by the time I got home, I felt good.
Oh the grumbles creep back in, just like a fussy baby is only placated for awhile, so I decided to do things I enjoy. Like research and read . And reach out . Called my parents who were happy I called. And give myself a facial. And order some beauty products lol .
Sometimes , depending on the level of the boo hoo grumbles, I get things done like house, bathroom, laundry ... But today was a level 3 of 5 so I was rendered kind of useless . When you are that fussy, you just have to be kind to yourself and be in it while you do things for yourself.
And it helps to remember that the grumbly boo hoo fuss Meisters are not you., and this shall pass.  Just as the screaming ninny that once was your cooing child of light and love is not who your cherub is, but a passing phase, so we too must realize , that we are just babies.  Our need to belong, to be loved and cared for is absolutely powerful and primal , and  actually much more complex than a babes, but still the same , nonetheless .
When it gets past a point of managing , in our adult challenges and straight up tough dark days, be a baby.  Yell for help.  Allow someone to carry you and nurture you , maybe get you the help you need .we are not alone. It just feels like it sometimes. Because we are just babies after all.