In the still of the night

Somewhere between midnight and the morning light, I hear the Pitter patter of little feet approaching as I lie peacefully in bed. I stop, I lay still, and I think she just going to the bathroom or is she coming in, the bed that is. More often than not even if she has to go to the bathroom she’s coming to try to get into my bed and snuggle, I mean pressed up against me until she pushes me out of the bed while she sleeps peacefully in her favorite place, right beside her mama. 

Last night, she comes up the side me or use her head on me with her Blankey in hand and says “I am empty of love mommy!“ I replied with something along the lines of, “lay here and I will kiss you 10 times and refill you with love and you were going back to your bed!“ Said in stern voice.

After a few hugs and lots of kisses, the pitter patter of little feet on the floor returned in the other direction back to her bed and she slept all night long.

I have such Mixed opinions about these visits. Sure, they are cute as can be. Sure, I love her cuddles and I love that she loves to snuggle me. But, I don’t sleep well when she’s beside me. And, I want to good night sleep because I think it makes me a better mom and a better person. I hope one day she will understand.