We Have Ourselves A Walker

You might be scratching your heads. You might be thinking – “She’s over two and a half years old Tiff- duh you have a walker!” You might even be thinking – “How’d she NOT notice this?”

I understand – but you see, there are all types of walking. True, Prayse started putting one foot in front of the other when she was about 9 months old. BUT she never figured out that the same strategy worked at night – until now. For the past few weeks in the middle of the night our door would open and I’d see a halo of curls from the  glow of the Princess night light (of course it’s a Princess one – don’t act like you’re surprised by this) in the hallway and a tiny little voice would come drifting into the bed, “Mommy? Daddy?”

“Come on up baby.”

Maybe we could have from the start gotten our tired bums out of bed and went back into her room with her (again) – but one can get worn down. That’s for sure.

You see – I probably should be agreeing a bit more whole heartedly when R says, “We’ve got to break her of this one.” I should definitely be walking back to her bedroom with her – she would be okay as long as I lay down with her – until she wakes up the next time that is.

But – there’s always a “but.” But I kind of like it. Maybe it’s the realization that every day she grows up more. I’m banking on the increased Mommy Guilt that I feel due to my increased travel schedule (I’m gone again next week, maybe the week after). I am losing out on snuggles and when I’ve started to travel more consistently is when P started seeking us out at night. She’s losing out on snuggles too.

I was discussing with a friend yesterday and she had the perfect words of advice (of course they were even more perfect because they validated my feelings – which is exactly what girlfriends are for) – she said, “Time is too precious to turn them away. There are very limited times in our daughters life where they want their Mama’s. We need to make the most of them.”

Besides, who could resist this?

Or this?

Or this? Okay – maybe this, yeah – maybe this one

One to throw in for the “big kid” – just kidding. But my sexy hubby is also hard to resist

Nope – she’s impossible to resist, especially right now. So I think I’ll just enjoy my extra snuggles – and try not to think about the extra kicks and little heels that somehow end up in my throat! The snuggles are worth it.