Bedtime

Dear Nora,
Tonight you had a real, honest bedtime routine.  Dr. B recommended we start trying this now that you're all grown up at 2 months old, and so for the past week I've been trying to read you stories before you eat, but you weren't playing along and would start crying around the third page, demanding to eat or be walked from our room to your room over and over again.

But not tonight. Tonight you took a bath, I changed you into pajamas (which you took like a champ, not crying at all like you normally do because it's chilly when you have to get out of the warm water), we read a story, and then you nursed and feel asleep.  The only thing I did wrong was I rocked you all the way to sleep, because you're so cute that I couldn't just put you down.  I bet if I asked Dr. B, she'd tell me that sometimes she rocked her babies all the way to sleep, too, instead of putting them down in their cribs while they were just half asleep like all the books say to do.

So, as I was rocking you, I got all sentimental, because, darn it, where's that little, sleepy newborn we once had? And I remembered how I used to carry you with me everywhere I went, because I was afraid to leave you in a room alone even for a second. And now here I am, writing this blog because I don't know what else to do with myself.  I don't miss the colic (though I'm reasonably sure it will rear its ugly head again soon), but goodness, today I came across some videos we took your first couple of weeks, and two of them were of us trying to wake you up so you would eat!  Now you want to eat all day long, by golly.

And now I bet you're wondering if your mother is really the kind of person who says "by golly" like an 80-year-old grandma.  Yup, I am.

Part of you having a successful bedtime without any colicky crying made me think I should win the Mother of the Year award. But then I remembered that I forgot to clip your fingernails again, and I mentally retracted my application.

I just heard the garage door open...your daddy is home from work. I bet he's going to sneak in some snuggle time with you before we go to bed.

Love,
Mom