It’s these moments

As I was baking in the kitchen (tbh really craving brownies), I could hear my daughter screaming. I was trying to get her to go to sleep, without me in the room. After about 5-6 minutes of this, I decided to go in and check on her.

She was lying on her stomach in the crib, whining and upset. I started rubbing her back, and she relaxed. But only when I was rubbing her back. The second I would stop, or take my hand away, she would whimper and whine. And I realized, as irritating as it was, it was such a special thing.

Our babies are only babies for so long. Soon she’ll be walking, running, sleeping on her own. She already stopped cuddling with me all the time. We have to treasure these moments. All of the middle of the night snacks, all of the 4:30 mornings where she pulls my hair to wake me up. All of the baths because she’s covered in baby food. As inconvenient of moments as they are in the moment, these moments are fleeting. I remember that the first 6 weeks of having her home, the only way she would sleep was against me. I had to sleep on our uncomfortable couch in the living room for 6 weeks. But I did, because she could only sleep cuddling with me.

Thought I would share my thoughts, because I honestly started crying looking at her and rubbing her back for bedtime.

2 weeks old.

2 months old.

6 months old.

Now, 9 months old.