i love creeping into the kids' room at night.

the reasons are mainly selfish: they ask so little of me when they are asleep. no questions, pulling, frustrations. and i can watch them. without them making a silly face. and, i can do my job well in these unconscious hours.

i get extreme pleasure from observing their automatic reactions. if someone's lovely blanket has slipped off, i lift it up and re-cover the child, murmuring, "ohhh,lovely". usually, within seconds, the child will smile and stretch in a luxurious manner. i love knowing that i have so easily given pleasure and comfort...because when they are awake& moving;i don't often have that confidence these days. parenting when your child is involved in an emotional event is so much more challenging than when maslow's basic hierarchy is your agenda.

i had a wonderful opportunity on wednesday; i got to visit a friend who 27 days ago had triplets. two girls and a boy.

the friend, her husband and a helper were stationed where else, in the babies room. all three of them, sharing a cot. oh my goodness, they were so little and so very very gorgeous.

lots of little toes, sounds, noses and snuffles. charts on the walls, labelled bottles everywhere....oh this was a walk down memory lane. a reminder of how my walls, cupboards and refrigerator had once looked. how my life was!

i was able to hold one of the girls, and watched little charles as he slept. when little isabella looked uncomfy, she needed one of four things: a new nappy, more food, a burp or sleep. four choices. (it was food, btw). the parents have them on a great schedule, but the time between feedings is practically non existant...60 minutes? was that really my world for those first months? i left missing those sweet little babies that used to be mine, but so grateful that we have moved on. because i still have those quiet nights, where with a quick smooth of a blanket, i can bring an instant smile to a face and know that i took care of their needs.

Comments

[Mo aka Maureen aka Grandmother aka Mum]

Mmmmmm, beautiful, honey. How wonderful you were able to see these brand new little miracles. 'Deja vu all over again' as Yogi Berra would say. You have come a long way, baby.

Much love, M xox

[Dad aka GDad Blake]

This is my third attempt to send a reply.Anyhow....when you were a little nipper I used to take my friends into your room to watch you sleep.If mom wasn't around I would gently wake you, see your sweet smile , hear you say Daddy,watch you drop back to sleep and then escort my friends( who were saying all the right things about you) out of your room.
Great memories of those days. Je me souviens.
Love to all....Dad

[elained]

It was such a privilege to begin our stay in your home with a visit to the bedroom to gaze upon those sleeping sweethearts & I couldn't resist sneaking in again last night for one more look before I went to bed!