It’s amazing how much love you can have for one tiny little person. How you thought you knew what love was before you had a baby. My furbaby, Missie, a Yorkie, was my first love, who I love and adore and has brought me so much love, laughter and happiness and been there for me through the good and the bad and has licked my tears when I’ve lost a loved one or had a really bad day. She’s super intelligent, has the cutest little quirks but having a baby and the love in your heart is on a completely different level of love altogether.
Our little girl is only 9 and a half months old and already becoming independent and headstrong but a real little softie and such gentle natured little soul. A real little mommies girl and proud to say it but she is also daddies little girl and loves him very much. She has the cutest little quirks and sassy little tantrums when she can’t have what she wants. I know that tantrums are because they aren’t able to express or communicate exactly what they want or how they feel, so they act out in the only way they know how. It’s amazing how intelligent they are already at such a young age.
The days are long, and the months and years go by too fast. As you watch them grow and change before your very eyes. It feels like only yesterday she was born. We have truly been blessed with our beautiful little girl. She’s healthy, content and a happy little girl who’s full of love and effection especially with me. I’m not going to lie, it makes me feel proud and happy that she feels she can be so loving and affectionate towards me at such a young age because I know these cuddles might not last forever, so I’ll make the most of them for as long as I can.
So whilst I’m enjoying my realisation that our little girl is now obviously aware that in the evenings she goes for a longer period of time without me. Which makes me a little bit sad because I would happily share our bed with her as well as her daddy and our two dogs but we’d need a bigger bed as a king just isn’t big enough and secretly I do also enjoy being able to just spread out and sleep at night.
The last two weeks routines have been a little different. As we spent a week with daddies family down the coast, so she didn’t see daddy for a week before bedtime but she also wouldn’t settle in her cousins camp cot, so we shared the bed for a week which meant she slept with me at night. Which was amazing. I loved every minute of it. She was away from her home comforts so bedtimes and naps were a little different. Then she was unwell for a couple days, which is only the 4th time she’s ever been unwell. I believe that’s down to breastfeeding and all the benefits that go along with it. She is also currently going through a mental leap, learning about sequences. This is also known to distrupt sleep, as well as teething, sleep regressions, growth spurts. You get the idea. Although none of these were the reason for her unsettled behaviour.
My question was… so why is she able to go down for naps on her own with no issues, fussing or moaning during the day but bedtime has now become an challenge. She sleeps through at night. So to me that means there’s a reason for her behaviour but couldn’t put my finger on it. So I asked a very close friend and my other half what their thoughts were? Well, they both said the exact same thing. She knows she only sleeps twice a day for 3/4 hours and then she wakes up again to play with me and do things together but at bedtime she has the whole night to get through before she wakes up to see me again. So she wants more cuddles and time with me before she goes to sleep and just like that it all made sense to me. My heart swelled a little more.
I’ve been fortunate enough to take a year off from my career to spend with our little girl and watch her grow up and look after her and it’s moments like these thank make it even better. Something I will never get back. She is only ever going to be this young once and for a short time so to me, it’s a once in a lifetime opportunity and has been the biggest blessing of my life, to be able to spend every minute of it with her and watch her grow.
I guess bedtimes will spent together a little longer and a little more special while she lies in my arms and I rock us in the rocking chair, singing our favourite song to her. Reading her more stories and having some extra cuddles and love after our bath together.
They say little girls are a mothers best friend but with out the amazing father she has this would never have been a possibility. There’s always something to be grateful for and always worth the scarfices you make to take a year off.