If you’ve liked my Facebook page, you know that Monday night I got pooped on. The silver lining to this tragedy is that I was given blog fodder for today’s post.
But then… last night happened.
Neither kiddo got a good nap in which made me giddy because generally this means an early bedtime. Woohoo! More time to spin around in my chair and sing “I’m not funny, I can’t write, lalalala…” because that’s what professional writers do.
Around 6:45 (bedtime is normally 7:30) I laid Levi down. Then it was Lillian’s turn. I did the normal routine:
“Lils, it’s time for night night. Yep, I got your baby. Yes you’ll get a suck (pacifier.) Yep, grab your water. Let’s go.”
She toddled into her room and I lifted her into bed. After she laid down I itemized each of the 47 toys in her crib, gave her the pacifier, her water, turned her Glo-Worm on, prayed, and kissed her on the forehead.
Until about 7:30 when I glanced at the baby monitor and noticed she was still awake. She wasn’t screaming or throwing a fit. She was just standing at attention in her crib. I did something I don’t normally do and went in.Read More »Why I’m Not Writing About Poop