Monday, May 31, 2010
Careful What You Wish For
The other day I whispered these words: 'Sometimes I wish Abbey would sit quietly on my knee and cuddle me'.
I was feeling sad thinking of all the children who have sat with me and cuddled. Those who have fallen asleep as they snuggled up to me - my younger brother, my nieces and nephews, even friends' children.
But not my own daughter.
Abbey will run and play all day and all night, until we insist on her sleeping. She will not stop voluntarily.
She never has.
If she needs help sleeping and I give her a cuddle, she will push me away. She will scream and scream before giving in.
She has always done that.
The one thing that makes me insanely jealous is seeing a baby or a toddler calmly sitting or falling asleep in their parents' arms.
The universe must have heard my whisper. Last week, Abbey was sick. She just had a virus, but it had her feeling tired and grumpy and clingy. She wanted me, and only me. If Steve offered to even read her a story, she cried and clung to me.
At last, I had my little girl sitting calmly with me all day. When she woke during the night, I cuddled her quietly back to sleep.
And guess what? I couldn't wait for things to return to normal.
I just wanted my active, independent little girl back. I wanted to see her run off confidently again, happy to spend time with anyone willing to play with her.
It was a gentle reminder: Be careful what you wish for.
Posted at 7:46 AM