The Apple is sleeping in her crib tonight... the first night... and, well, it's hard for me. She has been ready to sleep in her crib for sometime, she has been an amazing sleeper. She was sleeping 8-9 hour stretches since she was 10 weeks old and since she was 16 weeks old she was sleeping 11 hours at night. It was me, I wasn't ready. I loved being able to peep up and look into her bassinet and see her sleeping soundly. To check on her to make sure she was breathing, but above all I just loved having her close. But, I guess part of motherhood is "letting go". This is my first "letting go" experience. And really, it's not even "letting go", but you get my point?
Every day that goes by, every milestone reached is a reminder to me that my time with her is limited, and more importantly cannot be taken back. It is something that cannot be made up; and it gives me anxiety. Have I spent enough time with her? Do I read to her enough? Does she get enough tummy time? Do I talk to her enough? Does she know how much I love her?
I love watching her progress, but I love her being my baby too.
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