When Love Comes Late
The Cost of Delayed Access
For most of us, loving our kids feels automatic.
We don’t spend much time examining it. We assume it’s obvious—something our kids can feel simply by being near us. We carry that certainty forward, trusting the meaning lands on its own.
But if we slow down and actually watch how our kids move through the world, many of us have to face something more complicated: they don’t always act like people who are certain of that kind of love.
Not because love is missing.
Not because we aren’t deeply invested.
But because knowing something is true and living as if it’s true are not the same thing, and children learn from experience first.
Every adult understands this instinctively. We know what it’s like to need love that doesn’t require us to get ourselves together first. To want to be met without performing composure or competence—especially when we’re already unsure or worn down.
We know how stabilizing that kind of love is. How it makes honesty possible. How it keeps us in the room when we might otherwise pull away.
And yet many of our kids grow up without feeling that same steadiness from the people who love them most—not intentionally, but gradually, as love starts arriving later.
Somewhere along the way, what we mean by unconditional and what our kids learn to expect begin to drift apart.
Early Love
When our kids are babies, loving them without conditions comes more naturally. Not because the days are easy—they rarely are—but because nothing is being asked of them yet. They don’t need to manage themselves or explain their reactions. Their job is simply to exist, and that feels like enough.
In the early years, love doesn’t need to be earned or explained—it’s simply there.
As our kids grow, that simplicity gives way to something more layered. Our role shifts alongside that. We start asking more. Expectations appear. Our attention turns toward guidance and correction, toward helping them learn how to function in a larger world.
None of this is a mistake. It’s necessary. But without much pause or intention, the posture of love itself can begin to change, becoming less assumed and easier to feel once things are going well.
Later Love
Over time, our love starts showing up most clearly after something has already happened.
After effort.
After improvement.
After a dicey moment passes, we finally exhale.
It’s only after things make sense that we soften. Or when behavior lines up with what we were hoping for, that warmth returns. Without deciding to, we begin offering closeness at the end of a moment—when emotions have settled, and the situation feels easier to hold.
We don’t tell our kids they need to earn our love. Most of us would be offended by the suggestion.
But kids aren’t listening for declarations. They’re watching timing.
They notice when affection comes quickly and when it hesitates. They pick up on which versions of themselves draw us nearer, and which ones seem to require adjustment first.
So they adapt.
Our kids start filtering what’s worth bringing to us and what’s better handled alone, showing up more composed, less likely to spill over. Not because they don’t want closeness, but because they’re learning how to keep it.
And over time, love can stop feeling like a given and start feeling conditional—responsive to how well things are going.
One of the quietest parenting failures isn’t withholding love.
It’s teaching our kids—without ever meaning to—that closeness is safest once they’ve already gotten themselves together.
What Forms Inside Them
Kids who grow up unsure about love don’t stop wanting it. What changes is how they approach closeness. They learn to move toward it carefully, often checking themselves before they reach out.
Some try to impress. Others become agreeable. Some learn to hold themselves at a distance. These aren’t fixed traits. They’re strategies for staying connected without asking for too much.
They hesitate to ask for help, often working things through privately and sharing only once emotions feel smaller and easier to receive.
They don’t think I am unlovable.
They think, This version of me isn’t ready yet.
But when love is experienced before self-editing, something different begins to form.
Love like this doesn’t need constant attention. It recedes into the background, becoming steady enough to rely on without being monitored.
These kids are more willing to take risks because failure doesn’t threaten their place. They speak more honestly, without rehearsing themselves into safety, and doubt doesn’t immediately put their belonging up for review.
What they carry forward isn’t confidence in themselves so much as confidence in the relationship—that they don’t disappear when they struggle, and that being uncertain or imperfect doesn’t put connection at risk.
Where Timing Matters Most
We are the relationship that sets the terms.
Not because we’ll matter most forever, but because we’re the first place closeness carries real consequences.
Our role isn’t symbolic. It’s formative.
Whether we mean to or not, we are teaching our kids what love does when it’s inconvenient. We’re where our kids learn what happens to a relationship when things are disappointing, uncomfortable, or unresolved.
Love doesn’t become believable in principle. It becomes believable in a specific place through repeated experience. And if unconditional love doesn’t take shape in at least one relationship, it doesn’t become something a child knows how to trust elsewhere.
Our kids need one place where closeness isn’t contingent. Where they don’t have to clean themselves up first. Where being uncertain or unfinished doesn’t threaten the bond.
That place is meant to be us.
It doesn’t mean we are everything to them. It means we are the baseline—the place where love doesn’t tighten when things are hard.
Believable Love
Saying “you are loved simply because you exist” matters. But what our kids come to trust isn’t what we say occasionally—it’s what remains available to them in real moments.
Most of us don’t withhold love. We sequence it.
We lead with regulation, explanation, or correction, and warmth follows once those pieces are in place.
So the work here is simply one of order.
When my child brings me something hard, do I move toward them—or toward fixing, clarifying, or settling it?
While things are still unresolved, does my presence stay the same, or do I wait for composure before fully re-engaging?
As the moment stretches on, am I staying emotionally available—or silently waiting for it to be over?
Our response to that sequence teaches our kids where closeness lives when they’re not okay.
Staying reachable usually asks more of us, not less. But it’s internal work. We’re still holding limits—we’re just not withdrawing access while growth is happening.
When availability comes first, love stops feeling like something to earn and becomes something a child can rely on—even when they’re unsure, reactive, or undone.
What They Deserve
Our kids don’t need us to love them more. They need love to reach them earlier.
They deserve closeness while they’re still sorting themselves out—not only after they’ve calmed down, made sense of what happened, or shaped themselves into something easier to meet.
Consistency and clarity help—but they’re not what carries the weight here. What matters is where access holds when things are strained.
Because the times when our kids are unsure, reactive, or overwhelmed are the times that teach them what love does under pressure—whether it stays, retreats, or waits for them to move through.
When love remains reachable here—before composure, before understanding—it stops becoming something they manage. It becomes something they can stand on.
That’s the gift.
And it’s one we’re uniquely positioned to give.




Essential internal work that I’m still working on to this day. Your posts really feel like they’re specifically made for me sometimes… (and I’m thankful for it). Powerful stuff as always sis
So good Erin!… nothing short of profound and next-level fundamental. You truly get into the nuts and bolts of the unconditional love that all of us parents aspire towards but that we often come short upon despite our best intentions. I learned so much in reading this… sincere thanks on behalf of our whole family xo