|bedtime shots from Melissa|
Last night I returned home from a meeting to a clean kitchen (thank you, husband) and a quiet house. Well, a mostly quiet house. The muffin frequently has late night crib parties, and last night was no exception. There is very rarely crying, but instead he jumps on his crib mattress and talks and laughs and sings and eventually he goes back to sleep. While I puttered around and spent some time decompressing, I waited for him to go back to sleep. But after an hour and a half of listening I was ready to head to bed myself and I decided I'd sneak in a quick cuddle with my boy to see if I could get him back to sleep.
As soon as I opened his door I realized he wouldn't be going to sleep anytime soon without a diaper change. Then I remembered I needed to bring more diapers up from the basement, so lights that I'd just turned off were turned back on again all over the house as I grabbed the supplies and returned to his room. The minute I picked him up he planted a big open mouth kiss on my cheek. While I worked on his diaper he laid peacefully with his hands over his eyes to block the light from the hallway. Freshly diapered, jammies zipped, we settled back into the glider and I wrapped him up tight in a blanket. He nestled his head in my neck, and seconds later he was back to sleep. I sat there for a while just soaking it in.