Most days when I put Rachael to bed, it's just part of the routine. Some days I count the minutes until bedtime. And then there are days like today, when I almost can't bear to put her to bed because we're having such a great time.
I knew she needed to go to bed, though; her eyes had that glassy look, and she had a mild runny nose all day, so she needed the rest. After stories and a prayer, she crawled up in bed and got all cozy. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck, gave me a bear hug, and said "I love you mommy." I tucked her in and her little eyes were already closed, she was probably nearly asleep by the time I left the room.
I just want to remember that there were lovely good nights like this when she's an impossible teenager.
I knew she needed to go to bed, though; her eyes had that glassy look, and she had a mild runny nose all day, so she needed the rest. After stories and a prayer, she crawled up in bed and got all cozy. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck, gave me a bear hug, and said "I love you mommy." I tucked her in and her little eyes were already closed, she was probably nearly asleep by the time I left the room.
I just want to remember that there were lovely good nights like this when she's an impossible teenager.
1 comment:
I'm with you!! Sometimes i wish i could keep my kids the exact ages they are; stick with the known challenges - i am NOT looking forward to all the unknown and volatile teen years.
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