
She usually wants Dad at night.
Correction, since she was able to speak, she has
always wanted Dad at night. I never feel slighted by this because I know she loves me, she just wants to soak up every minute she has with him. Understandable.
But I yearn for those nursing days sometimes when she would just fall asleep on me or snuggle just long enough to get really tired... I haven't had those sweet sleepy moments with her since she was just a bitty baby.
But tonight, she wanted
me, and I soaked. it. up.
I sang the Mermaid song twenty times, scratched her back for fifteen minutes, eskimo-kissed her nose repeatedly, caressed her baby-soft skin, played with her hair ... all the while she was draped over me, squeezing me around the neck, singing along, whispering sweet silly things... and finally forty minutes later,
"Mama, I'm tired."This is one of those moments I know I'll always remember years from now. I have a few others stashed away just for me -- the moments there are no photos for. They exist only as precious memories...
... and I'm so glad for this one.