We’ve hit another sleep regression. Or at least that what Google tells me is going on. Emily, with all her sass and spunk, has been the best sleeper. For the past six months we’ve been on a 7 p.m. until 6:30 a.m. and two naps during the day kind of schedule. I knew it wouldn’t always be like that. I knew I had it really good and when things changed, it would rock my world. Well that day is now. Things are changing (but maybe they’ll go back?), and mostly I’m struggling. What used to be a simple song, kiss, and sleep tight, I love you, has turned into an ordeal. Even though she’s tired, she acts like she is ready to party, but it is not time to party, little one.
Earlier this week, we had one of those nights. I put her down for the night, and 20 minutes later she was screaming, hiccuping, and really upset. I went in, picked her up, but instead of laying her down in my arms, I kept her upright, and she laid her head on my chest and just stayed there. She hasn’t wanted to be held like that since she was a tiny baby, and it was the sweetest thing. Of course I instantly turned into a puddle. Once my arms were ready to fall off, I sat down and kept her in my arms. All I could think was that it was one of the very best moments of my life. The chance to be there with this beautiful little girl I get to call my own is the stuff of dreams. Her head was buried in my arm, and she started to drift off. At one point she moved her little hand that was tucked under her chest to my hand. It was all just so sweet. I tried to breathe it all in because I knew it wouldn’t last forever.
And then she suddenly looked up at me and smiled the cutest smile. It was like she woke up and was so surprised and pleased to be cuddled up with me, and of course, my heart melted even more. She continued to lift her head and give me these little excited smiles until she was wide awake.
I don’t ever want to forget that sweet moment. How her little body still snuggled perfectly with me, and how excited and pleased she was when she realized she was sleeping on me. I love being her mom.