The fetal position is exactly what the word says: the position of the body of a prenatal fetus inside the womb of its’ mother. However, the fetal position is used for comfort, protection and other reasons, by children, adults and even animals.
Sometimes, when a person has suffered extreme physical or psychological trauma (including massive stress), they will assume the fetal position or a similar position in which the back is curved forward, the legs are brought up as tightly against the abdomen as possible, the head is bowed as close to the abdomen as possible, and the arms are wrapped around the head to prevent further trauma. This position provides better protection to the brain and vital organs than simply lying spread out on the ground, so it is obvious as to why it is an instinctual reaction to extreme stress or trauma when the brain is no longer able to cope with the surrounding environment, and in essence “shuts down” temporarily.The fetal position has been observed in drug addicts, who enter the position when experiencing withdrawal. Sufferers of anxiety are also known to assume the fetal position during panic attacks.
Many people assume this position when sleeping, especially when the body becomes cold.
I have memories from the ages of 8 or 9, where I used to roll my feather duvet into a sausage shape and place it around myself in bed like a nest, while lying in the fetus position. I found this immensely comforting at the time and looking back on it now, I realise there was probably a lot more to it. It was a way of self-soothing, of avoiding nightmares or waking up feeling scared. I felt protected in my little self created nest. I felt like I was giving myself the hug of comfort I so desperately was missing as a child.
When I was a little older, we used to go to one of my parents’ friends’ house and they had the exact same circular bamboo chair (as seen in the 2nd image) in one of their rooms. I absolutely adored it and because I was always bored in their adult world of chatting, I used to go into that room and curl up in the chair. It was such a comforting feeling..It felt like I was being held in these loving arms and nobody could hurt me.
Looking back at these small experiences, I realise more and more how much this feeling of being ‘soothed’ and held was absent in my childhood. I mean don’t get me wrong, my parents hugged me and played with me many times, but I never felt this unconditional love, this soothing love. The sort of love that forgives & accepts a child, no matter what it gets up to in those young pre-adolescent years. Also, the type of love that continues after that when the child starts pushing boundaries even more.
Do you have any memories of lying in the fetal position during periods of stress, when cold in the winter or to self-soothe?
Thanks for reading friends x
The 2nd image and following text in quotations, is taken from this webpage: http://www.translatum.gr/forum/index.php?topic=227104.0