Well, it's after 8:00 and both of my kiddos have been in bed for awhile now. We had a great day spent with good friends. Maya missed her nap....mainly in hopes of having an exhausted little girl at bedtime tonight. And it worked! Bedtime went really well and so far (fingers crossed) she's got her door open and she's sound asleep. We'll see how the night goes.
I decided last night that maybe I'm rushing her. She's only 3. Maybe it's too much to ask for her to just be tucked in and kissed before leaving her for the night. Tonight we read a story and said our bedtime prayers while she sat on my lap and then I tucked her in and sang a medley of bedtime tunes (the ABC's is her favorite :) while she got quiet and ready to rest. I gave her a hug and kiss, reassured her that I would leave her door open and exited the room. It was peaceful and wonderful. Thank you, God.
When my kids grow up, I want to look back on these days and remember that I showed love and compassion to my babies, not that I was a stickler for always getting my kids to sleep in their beds and go to bed without a peep. I know that bedtime struggles happen to everyone with kids, but it seems like such a huge deal when you're the one experiencing it. I'm just praying the Maya will make it through the night in her bed so that she can be proud of herself in the morning rather than feeling defeated like she has for so many nights. Maybe the exhilaration of making it one night will be enough to encourage more good nights like tonight.
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