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Rock-A-Bye Baby

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What’s your earliest memory?

Rocking in my crib. Up on all fours. Back and forth. Hitting my head against the solid wood end. Shifting onto my side curled fetal-like atop creaky springs. In the back seat of the Studebaker rocking with the motion and pushing away car sickness. A predilection for the rocking chair. A black one on North 9th Street that gradually crossed the room until I pushed back with my feet to start the walk again. The other in a farmhouse kitchen. Just a couple of years ago, I rocked and slept in the platform rocker to ease back pain. But I hadn’t self-propelled for years. Then a couple of days ago, I lay on my side in bed and rocked away back pain. What did Google say about my weird behavior? A tactic of young children to self-sooth. Be not ashamed. Some adults continue to use this childhood tactic for soothing. A drug-free internal pain medication.

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