I’m sorry if you felt smothered this week. It was a rough one for Mommy. Because as much as I love seeing you grow and develop…I’m just so sad at the passage of time.
This week, without fanfare or even a plan, I put you down in your own room, in your big girl crib and you slept. Alone. Without me. It was time. Truly, it was past time. You outgrew your co-sleeper weeks ago, and you’ve been showing signs of being ready to drop our pre-bed feeding. I just wasn’t ready.
You were, though. Because you needed room to roll (literally — you now go from front to back and back to front).
So now, I put you down around 8 p.m., after bath and storytime, and you spend a few minutes babbling before passing out. So far, you’re still sleeping until at least 5 a.m.
(You prefer to fall asleep with a lovey, but I’m still such a worrier that as soon as you drift off, I sneak in and take it away!)
My beautiful girl…the daycare teachers say all of the parents stop to see you when they are dropping their own kids off, because you’re always so alert (and those cheeks are just so fabulous). You’re no longer the baby in the room, either, and the closer you get to sitting up, the more I see the little girl you’re going to be.
You and Daddy, kid. What am I going to do with you two? We did a video chat with Grammy and Grampy and your Uncle Andrew and Auntie Liza and you giggled the whole time. Why? Because Daddy danced behind the screen.
It didn’t hurt that you could see yourself on the screen, though.
You are my sun and my moon and everything in between. There are no words for the depth of my love for you.