As I sit here typing a couple of recurring thoughts go through my mind. I am incredibly grateful for baby monitors right now. I sit here listening and waiting for an extended period of silence which might signify that my little girl has fallen asleep, for the first time, in her big girl bed. I am grateful for bed rails because they give me a sense of security (even if it is a false sense) so she might not fall out of her big girl bed on the first night.
I am incredibly grateful for my brave little girl. She had no if, ands or buts about sleeping in her big girl bed tonight and was so excited. I realize that the anxiety was mostly of my own producing and will continue to be. I guess it is one of many phases where you have to put on a smile and pretend that it is the greatest thing ever. Don't get me wrong, I am very excited but in the bottom of my heart there is something a little tragic about her growing up. Knowing some of the things I know about the world I want to keep her from some of that. The crib was one of my shields I guess.
But Ms. Ella is big and she is brave. And I will wait until the morning when she yells our name to help her get of her room. Until then I will sit patiently by the baby monitor thanking God for the little one upstairs and constantly looking to Matt for reassurance that she is okay. *tear*
10.28.2007
The Big Girl Bed Has Landed...
As I sit here typing a couple of recurring thoughts go through my mind. I am incredibly grateful for baby monitors right now. I sit here listening and waiting for an extended period of silence which might signify that my little girl has fallen asleep, for the first time, in her big girl bed. I am grateful for bed rails because they give me a sense of security (even if it is a false sense) so she might not fall out of her big girl bed on the first night.
I am incredibly grateful for my brave little girl. She had no if, ands or buts about sleeping in her big girl bed tonight and was so excited. I realize that the anxiety was mostly of my own producing and will continue to be. I guess it is one of many phases where you have to put on a smile and pretend that it is the greatest thing ever. Don't get me wrong, I am very excited but in the bottom of my heart there is something a little tragic about her growing up. Knowing some of the things I know about the world I want to keep her from some of that. The crib was one of my shields I guess.
But Ms. Ella is big and she is brave. And I will wait until the morning when she yells our name to help her get of her room. Until then I will sit patiently by the baby monitor thanking God for the little one upstairs and constantly looking to Matt for reassurance that she is okay. *tear*
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Megan,
Your worries are normal, but you are right, Ella is so smart and you have prepared her well for this new step. A mother never stops worrying even if they are now adults (many tears).
YOU ARE A GREAT MOM! LOVE SUE
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