Staying Strong

Isn't it funny how such a little, innocent person can challenge us so immensely? How can a sweet cheeked, jabber box of a newly two year old cause me to enter a war, a battle over something as simple as sleep? Why do little souls hate sleeping? I would jump for joy and run like the wind to my bed if someone told me to go sleep. Oh what a grand day that would be for this mama but for my little one being asked to snuggle in bed, lay still and close his little peepers is a dreaded request.

My now "big boy" loves his new bed at night, when it is dark and Luna is shining brightly but during the afternoon when he can see his toys and hear his always energized baby brother playing downstairs my big boy struggles. Like most two year olds he requires sleep, he needs that nap and all my mommy senses agree but oh it doesn't make it easier. Today was a battle, he cried, called my name, used his sweet small voice to bargain with me saying, "i not tired, all done, little bit over" and it tugged at my heat. I love my little one more than anything and don't like to see him sad but the nap was necessary especially if we were going to make it to see 7pm all in one piece. So I pulled it together, walked downstairs and prayed for peace. Prayed God would help calm him, reassure him his mommy loves him and didn't abandon him.

6 minutes and 18 seconds later he was quiet, no more banging on the gate, no more bargaining just quiet. I carefully tiptoed up the stairs to find my stubborn tiny soul curled up snoring away. Yes, just what we needed.



Stay strong mamas! See you all Friday.