In (sort of) celebration of the divine miss m’s first night sleeping in her own room. Tonight, the carseat on the floor. Tomorrow night, the crib.
I rock,
exasperated
by the bucking bronco in my lap
I yelp,
startled,
bitten by this wild animal
I sing,
addled
by the braying that reverberates
at just the frequency to shatter
all sanity in the universe.
I give up,
chuck her into bed,
jab the blanket into place around her arching frame
and leave;
slamming the door up to the last noiseless inch.
later, remorse grips the doorknob and twists,
and curiosity eyes her,
in a sliver of room,
alone and asleep.
but in the gloom I thought she looked right at me:
tonight, you see, I have no need of you.
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» I have been remiss in posting SBJ’s latest stats: 23 pounds and 27 inches at six months. Yes, I’ve got the big mama biceps.
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What a milestone… I wish I was there for it. Will be soon…
She’s so good natured, that I bet she could sleep on top of a washing machine without much problem.
I should say that the post was not based on last night’s bedtime–it was from an experience a couple of weeks ago when I was trying everything to get her to settle, when all she really needed was less of me, apparently.
Last night went well, although her teething (I think) is making naptimes NOT fun. And me with a sermon to write.
:-(~~~~
That would be unhappy face with drool coming out of it.