Take What You Can Get
The last few days, Oscar has only been content with rocking to sleep in the rocking chair. Quite a change from the last few months where he basically begs to be put in his crib and cuddles down and makes all kind of happy sleepy noises doing so.
I've only been seeing the bad side of this...thinking of him losing his independence, me losing the freedom of a quick bedtime, the possibility of it becoming only me being able to put him to bed, the crying that endures for a few minutes when I do manage to just put him in his bed and leave...
Tonight I was dreading all those things and finally just decided to not care for one night. (I did try dutifully to get up one time and put him down, but all he did was moan pitifully and point at the chair, so I sat back down before losing all the good sleepyness.)
We read our Snuggle Puppy book. We kissed Teddy Goodnight. We cuddled down under a blanket. I sang two of our favourite songs. And I rocked. And rocked and rocked. Once I realized he almost doesn't fit cozily into my arms like he always has, I immediately gave up on hurrying and decided to just sit there and rock until my heart was utterly content.
And when I layed him in his bed a few minutes later, a completely limp, sound asleep little sweety baby, I kissed his ruddy little cheeks and didn't regret it one bit.