Could you cry a little...
So the last 2 weeks have been crazy, and next week will be just as bad if not worse. We're about halfway through the semester, and it seems like next week has something due in every class. It will be insane. But my mother's heart attack last week made me think about something that I'm not sure many people have explored (or maybe they have, and I just didn't learn about it in my 1 psych class in college). That is the progression of crying throughout our lives.
When we are born, there is possibly no sound that is more welcome to a mother's ears than her baby's first cry. That's how doctors know that the infant is breathing, that her lungs are supporting her body's needs for oxygen since she's no longer a part of her mother. (As a sidenote, the more I learn about the birthing process makes me wonder how anyone who knows the science behind it could not believe in God or some other higher power.) As time passes, there are times when parents just want the crying to stop, such as in the middle of the night. However, every mother will tell you that they can identify their baby's cry from all others. It's distinct, something that characterizes the one individual child. Overall, in the first years of life, our cries are when we need something: food, diaper change, sleep, or just attention.
Throughout childhood and adolescence, our cries change slightly. We cry when we fall off our bikes and skin our knees. We also cry when we're totally pissed off at our "stupid" parents because we can't go hang out with our friends. And some spoiled children (guilty) cry simply when they don't get their way.
In adulthood, we cry only when something really moves us. Some people will cry at extremely moving movies, speakers, or stories. Others will shed a single tear while attending a funeral for a family member. Whatever the situation, it takes a lot to make someone cry as an adult.
I guess the conclusion I'm trying to come to is that throughout the progression of life, the situations during which we cry may differ, but the cause is basically the same. We cry because we think that there is something wrong. From a dirty diaper to skinned knees to the death of a family member, we cry because there is something not right going on. We cry to show our dislike of what is going on and in a way, as a way to ask for help...
When we are born, there is possibly no sound that is more welcome to a mother's ears than her baby's first cry. That's how doctors know that the infant is breathing, that her lungs are supporting her body's needs for oxygen since she's no longer a part of her mother. (As a sidenote, the more I learn about the birthing process makes me wonder how anyone who knows the science behind it could not believe in God or some other higher power.) As time passes, there are times when parents just want the crying to stop, such as in the middle of the night. However, every mother will tell you that they can identify their baby's cry from all others. It's distinct, something that characterizes the one individual child. Overall, in the first years of life, our cries are when we need something: food, diaper change, sleep, or just attention.
Throughout childhood and adolescence, our cries change slightly. We cry when we fall off our bikes and skin our knees. We also cry when we're totally pissed off at our "stupid" parents because we can't go hang out with our friends. And some spoiled children (guilty) cry simply when they don't get their way.
In adulthood, we cry only when something really moves us. Some people will cry at extremely moving movies, speakers, or stories. Others will shed a single tear while attending a funeral for a family member. Whatever the situation, it takes a lot to make someone cry as an adult.
I guess the conclusion I'm trying to come to is that throughout the progression of life, the situations during which we cry may differ, but the cause is basically the same. We cry because we think that there is something wrong. From a dirty diaper to skinned knees to the death of a family member, we cry because there is something not right going on. We cry to show our dislike of what is going on and in a way, as a way to ask for help...
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