Some days, as a mother, are just long.
11pm last night, Val fell asleep.
5am this morning, Val woke up.
“Mama, get up.”
Already? She wasn’t buying that it was still na-night time.
The poor little girl is teething, we’re both tired, but luckily we I was the adult and kept a positive attitude today. I didn’t pull the “Really kid, I’m tired. Poor pititful me party.” She is the one trying to get teeth to pop through her gums for pete’s sake!
It was, overall, a good day! I even called in back-up so I could get a breather tonight. I took the dog out for a 25 minute walk in the misty dusk, and it was great. Chilly air in my lungs, a sun setting, the local football team practicing in the practical dark for “the big game” coming up. Val got to relax with her Grammy and cuddle to read books. Total win-win!
I am so thankful she is sleeping right now. Not because I wanted a break or peace and quiet – although those are nice too – but because I know she is comfortable enough to rest now.
I’m about ready to get that comfortable too.
Sweet dreams, friends!
