Bedtime rituals

When I was a little girl your Poppy would tuck me into bed every night and say the same goodnight poem to me. It was our little ritual, I couldn't sleep until he said it. I still think of his loving words with fond memories.

Now that we have you, we have developed our own bedtime ritual. A nice warm shower with mama to calm down and wash away the day. Then Daddy wraps you in a big fluffy towel.

We rub your feet with lavender infused coconut oil and a splash of tea tree oil to keep the bugs away. Then you lay there still, watching and waiting. And as we ask if you are ready for your drops your arms start flapping up and down with excitement. 

Your eyes light up and your hands pause as you gently open your mouth grasping the dropper. A few homeopathic remedies to help you sleep and keep you healthy. 

Then you and Daddy play, read stories, dance and sing. While mama finishes getting ready for bed. Your Daddy says "isn't that the best sound in the whole world"... As you giggle and laugh happily. 

It seems you must be too excited to go to sleep now. But as we snuggle down under the blanket together, your eyes soon begin to close as the magic of milkies take you off to the land of nod. 

I know as you grow our ritual will evolve, but I hope you too will look back one day with fond memories of bedtime. 

Sweet dreams

The sweet smell of milk on your breath, your growing strands of hair tickling my face, the soft sounds of your breath mixed with the rise and fall of your chest. Everything about you is intoxicating. 

I am overwhelmed with warmth, as love fills every cell in my body, overflowing and wrapping itself around us like a warm blanket on a cold winters night.

I smile as you start to giggle in your sleep, dreaming perhaps of your Daddy chasing you around the house playing monsters, or Mama jumping out behind Daddy to surprise you. 

Later you start to squirm and let out a whimper and then a cry. I pull you closer and tell you "It's alright Mama is here" and your little body relaxes again and your rhythmic breathing again takes over.

I love that all I need to do to make you feel safe, secure and loved is to simply be here for you.