7:17 a.m. - 2009-03-06
Love story
When Wyatt turned 4 months we moved him into the nursery and taught him to "cry it out" and sleep thru the night. It worked well and I thought I had found the secret to happy mothering.
Christmas combined with sickness and teething ended the full nights sleep for Wyatt and therefore Mommy too. And at first I was desperate to get him back on track. We tryed a few times but eventually I decided it wasn't worth the misery and started waking with him a few times a night. This has continued on and even though my exhaustion has reached an all time high I know cherish my mid-night meeting with Wy.
As he has grown he has learned that a snuggle is not what it used to be. He would much rather explore the world around him. But I quickly learned that at night when all is quiet and only the hall light makes my angel baby visible he will wrap his ever growing body around me. He will cuddle, stroke and sigh full of calmness radiating love and sweetness. When he is full he will move to my shoulder and rest his heavy head and the quiet that fills my head leaves room for all my motherly feelings to swirl. How perfect he is, how innocent, and loving. There are many nights I consider staying there not returning to my bed just to keep his love so close and real to me.
