I mentioned the other day that the girls going to bed and just wanting to be laid in their crib. This has it's pluses and negatives. Two months ago I was still in that awful phase of nursing, rocking, bouncing, dancing, and mentally willing them to go to sleep before ten. Just like that it began. Only they skipped the part where I rock them to sleep and just enjoy those last few quiet moments. The moments when a baby goes from being stiff to limp. Their breathing changes and they make silent sleep noises on your shoulder or in your arms. The best parts of having a baby in the house. The moments we as mothers live for. They skipped it. I had wanted to take these pictures, but figured I would have time. Little did I know that time has gone for the moment. Regardless I took some the other night sweaty, needing a shower, and in my nightgown. If you know me truly you know I live in nightgowns. I am little old granny at heart. They weren't as cooperative and really wanted to just be put in their crib to sleep. I am sad, but this is good too.
Of course the hair puller. This girl is famous for pulling my hair and all the postpartum hair loss ends up in her hands. I am frequently checking her for my hair. She even will grab it when it is pulled up.
Annalise is picky for sleep. For a good solid month I would have Daphne asleep and then sway and bounce with her while singing hymns or listening to the radio. She loves music and this is how I got her to sleep many nights. I wanted to capture those moments.
In the end she was most content to be put in her crib. Where she crashed in seconds. I hope that in the future occasionally they will let me rock them because I am not ready for it to end. I may have to drag Ari out of bed and rock him because I know he will let me still!
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