J-A wore her cutest PJ's last night. They're silky pants and a shirt, pink with little monkeys on them. There are ruffles around the legs and cuffs of the sleeves. She just looks incredibly adorable in them.
I was in S's room nursing her when I heard my bedroom door open and close, and then S's door opened and in hops J-A in those PJ's with this little voice asking, "You awake, Mommy?" at 3:30 a.m. "Daddy's still sleeping. We have to be berry quiet." Although I had been at Wal-Mart until almost 11 pm and had not even gone to bed until after midnight, I couldn't be irritated that she was up and awake at this hour. She was just too cute.
She crawled in bed with S and I and then a few minutes later whispered, "Is that fine if I go get a fruit bar?" So we went to the kitchen and sat on the floor together to eat a blueberry fruit bar. We were getting ready to go back to bed when she asked, "Want to share a bana with me?" She was nodding her head encouragingly. So, we sat back down and shared a banana. She was being so sweet while we sat there together sharing a middle of the night snack. On our way back to the bedroom, she asked if she could TT on the potty. She still wears a diaper to bed, but I figured, why not. So we TT'd.
Rather than wake the baby trying to get back in bed in her room, we crawled in bed with Daddy a little after 4. She was very snuggly and we laid there cheek to cheek. She sucks her thumb still and with her stuffy nose sounds something like a train chugging along the tracks. She sucked her thumb and touched my face with her fingers, and I just couldn't help think how special and how fleeting these moments are.
My thoughts turned to Mary and Jesus, and I wondered if they had snuggled like this. Did he suck his thumb and touch her face and ask for snacks in the middle of the night? What cute little things did he say that surely she thought of as she watched him hang on the cross. It breaks my heart and brings an appreciation for the sacrifice that was made for me that I don't think I could have had without having children myself.
So, a little bleary eyed and delirious, I start today grateful to God for my midnight snack and the love that fills my life.
I was in S's room nursing her when I heard my bedroom door open and close, and then S's door opened and in hops J-A in those PJ's with this little voice asking, "You awake, Mommy?" at 3:30 a.m. "Daddy's still sleeping. We have to be berry quiet." Although I had been at Wal-Mart until almost 11 pm and had not even gone to bed until after midnight, I couldn't be irritated that she was up and awake at this hour. She was just too cute.
She crawled in bed with S and I and then a few minutes later whispered, "Is that fine if I go get a fruit bar?" So we went to the kitchen and sat on the floor together to eat a blueberry fruit bar. We were getting ready to go back to bed when she asked, "Want to share a bana with me?" She was nodding her head encouragingly. So, we sat back down and shared a banana. She was being so sweet while we sat there together sharing a middle of the night snack. On our way back to the bedroom, she asked if she could TT on the potty. She still wears a diaper to bed, but I figured, why not. So we TT'd.
Rather than wake the baby trying to get back in bed in her room, we crawled in bed with Daddy a little after 4. She was very snuggly and we laid there cheek to cheek. She sucks her thumb still and with her stuffy nose sounds something like a train chugging along the tracks. She sucked her thumb and touched my face with her fingers, and I just couldn't help think how special and how fleeting these moments are.
My thoughts turned to Mary and Jesus, and I wondered if they had snuggled like this. Did he suck his thumb and touch her face and ask for snacks in the middle of the night? What cute little things did he say that surely she thought of as she watched him hang on the cross. It breaks my heart and brings an appreciation for the sacrifice that was made for me that I don't think I could have had without having children myself.
So, a little bleary eyed and delirious, I start today grateful to God for my midnight snack and the love that fills my life.