But she was awake. “
And laying there, her soft hair against my face as she curled into me, I thought of how fleeting this moment of childhood is. She wanted me there with her. She turned to me for comfort. She delighted in my presence. And while remnants of this may last, she will not be this small much longer. In a few months, she’ll go from being my baby to being my big girl, from my only to my oldest, from Babby-girl to Big Sister. We await the new moments ahead, but I must remember to savor these little 3 AM gifts of cuddling and holding while they last.
Awwww… How old is she? A bit older than my little girl, I bet. Mine is 19 months and wakes up between 3 A.M. and 6:30 almost regularly to come snuggle in bed with us. This reminds me of one morning when I put her to sleep before getting some water. When I returned to the room, she was standing and waving. I gave her a slightly annoyed, “dodo” (emphasis on the last syllable), and she looked at me and said, “I sorry!” (a relatively new phrase that she now says every time something happens that she would alter in some way) at which point I melted and brought her back to bed! Yes, they are previous!
You make me want to be a mother.
And I thought I’d never say that.
Cherish these moments with all your heart…one day she’ll be a teenager and then you’ll wonder what happened, and I pray you never suffer like I made my Mom suffer.