3 years ago, I was not in a good place emotionally. I had been seeing a different therapist for a year to help me deal with my sporadic panic attacks, and after many months of covering up my deeper distressing emotions in therapy (and years of doing that in life) my therapist broke down my walls and I was aflood with intense emotions, nearly all of them negative, and I realized I wanted to switch to a therapist who I felt would give me better tools to heal than my previous one. (Not that I’m not thankful to her or think that that year of therapy was pointless; she helped me reach the point where I was able to admit to myself how big my issues were and that I needed a therapist who specialized in other modalities.)
But she didn’t.
Instead, she empathized with me.
“Yea, that noise really is annoying. It’s meant to be annoying.”
“But I’m not the baby’s mother. I can’t do anything to help it. I can’t comfort him. I feel helpless.”
We talked more about feelings of helplessness and why they were so hard for me to handle. We talked about how my kids cried all the time and it seemed that nothing I was trying to do for them was calming them down. (I had very, very difficult babies. Constantly crying.) And when this happened I felt also that I was helpless, but also incompetent and incapable as a mother. Because what mother doesn’t know how to comfort her crying baby, isn’t that supposed to be instinct? And I felt shame and that I was a failure and so many negative things. Feeling helpless was the cover for all these deeper more painful and shameful emotions. And I had a lot of them around my role as a mother and how capable I am at that.
But then my therapist told me something that stayed with me. “Penny, you feel triggered when you hear babies cry because the irritating noise makes you think you need to do something but then you feel helpless because there’s nothing you can do.”
I nodded.
“Penny, it’s not your job to do anything! This isn’t your baby. You don’t have to do anything. You aren’t helpless. You just aren’t needed to do anything now. If you can internalize that, babies crying may still annoy you, because, frankly, the sound is annoying, but hopefully it won’t trigger you anymore.”
I don’t know exactly at what point it changed for me, but as I was on the bus today, I noticed happily that that conversation with my therapist did change how I responded to babies crying. I am no longer triggered. Because I accepted that some things are out of my hands, and I don’t have to fix everything. And that sometimes an annoying crying baby is just that. Annoying. And that’s ok.
Thanks so much for being vulnerable and sharing this with us Penny. It's given me something to think about in my own life.
Thanks so much for being vulnerable and sharing this with us Penny. It's given me something to think about in my own life.
Great post, thanks for sharing. I was blessed with a very quiet happy baby. I could tell her cries of excitement from her cries of distress because they weren't very often. Now when I hear a baby cry, I just want to ask the parent if they need help, but I don't because the world we live in doesn't welcome help and I realize I probably won't be helpful anyway. I never knew that crying babies was any kind of trigger, so I'm sorry that you had to endure that and I'm glad you found the help you needed to make peace with it. Your a wonderful person Penny, keep sharing.