Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The Beauty of Sleeping

From the time Sabine was born until now, she was a terribly horrible sleeper. When she was teeny tiny, she never slept longer than forty minutes at a time. There was even a brief period where I couldn't get more than a twenty-five minute nap from her. There have been some very long nights and early mornings in the past year and a half. I never thought it would change. People told me that it would, but I didn't believe them.

In the last week, I've been putting Sabine in her crib (she only climbed out once and has since forgotten how--I love my little genius) at night with a kiss, a pillow and a "sweet dreams." The little monster lays down, closes her eyes and goes to sleep--without a peep. And I don't hear from her until 7 a.m., when she starts bellowing, "MAAA" at the top of her apparently huge, foghorn-like lungs. She gave me wrinkles and grey hair, but now I'm seeing stars and unicorns--and much more of my own bed. Sleep and my own pillow have never felt this blissful.

PS Teeny tiny Sabine also hated cars. And I mean loathed them. A two-block trip to the grocery store included high-pitched, heart-wrenching, distraught sobbing that might make a first-time mother sell the car and never go anywhere again except on two legs. I am happy to report that those days, too, are over. Now--as long as Feist is in the CD player and Grover and Ernie are in her lap--little monster loves a road trip.

Sabine in her car seat before she learned to love the open road.

1 comment:

Miss A said...

Ohhhhh baby Sabine was also so cute! Perfect baby girl!


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