Seriously, that title isn't a typo. As I lay on my daughter's floor this morning snuggling my sweet, sweet 2 year old, I realized that I am a very happy Momma.
It's probably safe to say that none of us have been getting the sleep we need lately. T is exploring her freedom and independence now that she's in her toddler bed. K likes to stay up late at night and sleep all morning. I'm back to work and have to get up before dawn to get out the door at a reasonable time, and B needs to get up earlier now to help me. We're all exhausted.
But, when K wakes up in the middle of the night, it's an extra half hour that I get to snuggle and love on her now that I don't get to do it all day long. And, when T creeps in (like a ninja!) an hour later asking where her baby doll's hat is (at 3:55am), I get to spend some quality time with my little girl who is growing up way too fast.
As I slowly peeled myself off T's floor this morning, groaning, I wasn't frustrated about the sleepless night. I was thankful for the little moments that I get to be a mom to my girls and show them how much I love them.
Did T and K somehow read this entry before I even posted it? OK, girls. Yes, I love you. Yes, I love snuggling you. However, multiple times a night, each?! And somehow, you two coordinated wake ups so that K was up every half hour until 12:30am and then T woke up twice in the early morning hours? Is this just the beginning of the two of you ganging up on your poor Daddy and I? I love you, but right now, I love the sight of a sleeping you even more.
Sigh, where's the coffee...???
A weary, but still happy Momma
p.s. I'm still thankful for those extra snuggles. :)