It Took a Tent

Since dragging her tent up from the basement and putting it in her room our daughter hasn’t needed the attention at night in order to go to sleep that she once did.

I used to lay beside her while she played with my hair, we would talk about her day, and she would drift off to sleep.

I would tip toe out of the room slowly, careful not to wake her, aware of all of the creeks in the floor, and gently close her door.

Now, she’s camping out with her stuffed animals inside a toddler tent with no room for mom.

She’s moved on to a new stage where her comfort lies in the animals she sleeps with, their stories, their cuddles, and she drifts off to sleep buried in the cloud of softness they offer.

I scratch her back for a few minutes, sometimes longer than necessary, talking to her about her day and I grab hold of those last few minutes before it’s time for me to leave the room watching as she gets comfortable and starts to close her eyes.

She’s growing up so fast.

Our roles are changing.

She no longer needs her mom to comfort her as she falls asleep.

Before, I would lay there and wonder when the day would come when she wouldn’t need my comfort or my hair to fall asleep. I would think about the day that I could just walk out the door and she would drift off on her own.

And now that it has happened I am sad.

I miss her hands in my hair and her little voice behind me talking until she falls asleep.

It’s bittersweet.

This whole growing up thing is.

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  1. Kimberly
    March 14, 2015 | 11:03 am

    Sigh…I know…I know…xoxox

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It Took a Tent

Since dragging her tent up from the basement and putting it in her room our daughter hasn’t needed the attention at night in order to go to sleep that she once did.

I used to lay beside her while she played with my hair, we would talk about her day, and she would drift off to sleep.

I would tip toe out of the room slowly, careful not to wake her, aware of all of the creeks in the floor, and gently close her door.

Now, she’s camping out with her stuffed animals inside a toddler tent with no room for mom.

She’s moved on to a new stage where her comfort lies in the animals she sleeps with, their stories, their cuddles, and she drifts off to sleep buried in the cloud of softness they offer.

I scratch her back for a few minutes, sometimes longer than necessary, talking to her about her day and I grab hold of those last few minutes before it’s time for me to leave the room watching as she gets comfortable and starts to close her eyes.

She’s growing up so fast.

Our roles are changing.

She no longer needs her mom to comfort her as she falls asleep.

Before, I would lay there and wonder when the day would come when she wouldn’t need my comfort or my hair to fall asleep. I would think about the day that I could just walk out the door and she would drift off on her own.

And now that it has happened I am sad.

I miss her hands in my hair and her little voice behind me talking until she falls asleep.

It’s bittersweet.

This whole growing up thing is.

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One Response to It Took a Tent
  1. Kimberly
    March 14, 2015 | 11:03 am

    Sigh…I know…I know…xoxox

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