And so football season is here. At least high school football. Chris' first game with his new school is tonight. In some city we've never heard of. The other directors tell him its an hour or so away.
Awesome.
He should be home sometime around 1:00 am.
When I seriously hope to be sleeping soundly.
Which would be an improvement over last night when my 16 month old was up every three hours.
At 5:45 this morning, I just brought her to bed with us. I totally swore we'd never do that and we seem to do it more often than I would like.
At 9:30 pm when she woke up the first time, we thought maybe she'd had a nightmare. She just needed to be held and then went right back to sleep. I told Chris then it might be a long night. Ever the optimist, Chris said nah, maybe not.
And he was wrong.
He didn't hear her at 12:30 and 3:30. I got to her pretty quickly. Just a snuggle and back to sleep.
I'm more than a little tired. Pumpkin is very much over tired as evidenced by the fact she didn't go down for a nap until two hours late.
But...here's the thing: I love it. Every minute.
Sure, I'm tired. And likely not in the best of moods. But being woken up to console my little girl back to sleep is not an all bad thing. I love holding her. I love knowing picking her up and wrapping my arms around her makes her feel safe. I love she fell quietly asleep next to me this morning. I didn't sleep (she wiggles too much) but I adore listening to her breathe.
She is snugly, cuddly, strawberry-blondy evidence of our Savior. Of His love for us. His faithfulness. And of His miracles.
Awesome.
He should be home sometime around 1:00 am.
When I seriously hope to be sleeping soundly.
Which would be an improvement over last night when my 16 month old was up every three hours.
At 5:45 this morning, I just brought her to bed with us. I totally swore we'd never do that and we seem to do it more often than I would like.
At 9:30 pm when she woke up the first time, we thought maybe she'd had a nightmare. She just needed to be held and then went right back to sleep. I told Chris then it might be a long night. Ever the optimist, Chris said nah, maybe not.
And he was wrong.
He didn't hear her at 12:30 and 3:30. I got to her pretty quickly. Just a snuggle and back to sleep.
I'm more than a little tired. Pumpkin is very much over tired as evidenced by the fact she didn't go down for a nap until two hours late.
But...here's the thing: I love it. Every minute.
Sure, I'm tired. And likely not in the best of moods. But being woken up to console my little girl back to sleep is not an all bad thing. I love holding her. I love knowing picking her up and wrapping my arms around her makes her feel safe. I love she fell quietly asleep next to me this morning. I didn't sleep (she wiggles too much) but I adore listening to her breathe.
She is snugly, cuddly, strawberry-blondy evidence of our Savior. Of His love for us. His faithfulness. And of His miracles.
So precious!! Love her!! (and you!)
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