Being pretty introverted and fearful as a toddler, I don't remember pillow diving. In fact, I don't remember much of anything before 5 years old and I asked the question recently "Would Bea?".
We'd like to believe she will, regardless of how the brain develops from 0-3 years old. Maybe we're naive parents, but we believe that a loving and consistently secure environment facilitates those memories sticking, or at least some happy vestige of them, as well as developing a confident child bounding fearlessly and faithfully to responsible adulthood.
Mama and I both had our bouts with scary, instability growing up; I believe Mama faired better sooner than me, although thankfully we did both eventually grow up aware and learned to adapt and elevate -- all before we had children.
But I cannot imagine what it would be like to be a toddler (or parent) in Darfur or Afghanistan or Iraq or Burma or poor U.S. inner-city gang-ridden neighborhoods (list goes on and on sadly).
Cannot imagine.
Creating stable, loving environments for our families is where we can make a difference and where can start.
That I can imagine.
Take it from Bea, baby pillow diving is the bestest.
