Friday afternoon I came to the realization that rocking my sweet boy to sleep for naptime is coming to an end. Not by my choice, but his to end the ritual. Since he was born, we have put him to sleep for naps in the same way and it has been pure bliss. I gently lay him in my arms horizontally and sing/rock/sway him to sleep. This was always a sure thing. To add to the ritual, we have sung him the same made up song since his birth- "It's time for nappy..." you get the drift. Oh and don't forget the lovie-a small blanket with a head on it that Warner LOVES! The lovie is to be placed either over his face or in his arms and off to dreamland he goes...until now. I'll never forget the one day when we were at the park with another little one and her parents and Warner was sleepy- horizontal position, lovie and song and poof- he was asleep. Our friends were amazed at how easy it was to get him to sleep. Well times are a changin and W has a mind of his own. Now simply put him in the crib and let him fuss for a bit and he is OUT. We have been noticing this change at night as well to an extent and just going with the flow of it. But it seriously hit me that we have a growing boy that thinks that he is getting too big to be rocked. I know that my days are limited, but I will enjoy every last swing in the rocker with Warner in my arms. I know that he is growing out of the baby stage and into the little boy stage faster than I would like, but I knew it would happen.
PS- Mom, I know what you are thinking. You were right- I do love rocking my son!
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| 8 days old |
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| He was such a cutie then! |
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| But look at that face now-how precious! |
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| I look just like daddy! |
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