My son has decided that I need more sleep. And he is enforcing this by waking up regularly and demanding that I join him. As soon as I cuddle him, he falls fast asleep. The moment I attempt to put him down, he cries. If I finally get him to bed, he is back up within the hour.
I try to imagine it from his perspective–he spends an hour trying to get mommy to sleep: reading books with me, cuddling, nursing, singing. And then finally, just when he thinks he has me down for the night, he wakes to discover I am not there. Sneaky mommy. Just what does it take to get mommy to get her much needed sleep?
And then there is my darling daughter. Lately she has taken to asking me how much I love her. Being a bit of a sap, I told her:
I love you more than there are stars in the sky.
Tell me more, mommy.
Well, sweetie, I love you more than there are pebbles on every beach. More than there are grains of sand in all the deserts in the world…more than…
Do you love me more than this light?
Huh? Ummm…well, yes, sweetie. I do love you more than this light.
I love you more than the hamper, mommy.
Well. Ummm. That’s good to hear, little one.
More than the hot pink hamper, mommy.
Thank you, sweetie.