Sunday, May 06, 2007
She needs me ever so slightly less
For the past 7 1/2 years I have been either pregnant, nursing, or both. There was a 2 month break from nursing between Scotty's weaning and Eliza's birth. Eli is now nearly four and, while still quite earnest about her need to nurse on occasion, is also finding other ways to get herself to sleep lately. A favorite is to have Daddy read books to her at night. (I'm amazed by this because my first born never fell asleep while being read to--something that one would assume all kids do if we were to believe the movies). Anyhow, this evening just a short time ago she happily fell asleep on her own while watching television. I was in the kitchen where she could see me through the pass-through and I watched her get more and more sleepy and not need me to help her do it. Oh, those little steps toward maturity are so bittersweet. It's really all about letting go, isn't it? And the moral of the story? Be careful what you wish for.