Last night I got to sample a rare toddler mom moment. Rachel seemed to go to bed fine, but after 30 minutes or so, she was awake and crying — more of a guttural whining that seriously grinds at my nerves. After going in and holding her a couple of times, after which she refused to lay back down, I brought her out to the couch to lay in the darkness.
She was so very tired. She relaxed on my chest and tummy, only raising her head to give me a few very sleepy kisses. She had a hard time getting comfortable, but once we found our groove, she began to relax even more. I started gently patting her butt, like I used to do when she was a tiny baby and I was trying to get her to go to sleep, and within seconds I was listening to her soft snores under my chin.
I could have gotten up and put her back in bed, but I didn’t. It had been forever since she had fallen asleep on me like that, and who knows when the next time will be.
***Although listening to her not going to sleep now, “the next time” just might be tonight.***