Toby had a dream about a wolf last night. She killed it with her hands... Yes, strangely that made TJ proud. She didn't want to go to bed because she was worried she would see a wolf shadow on the wall. I laid next to her, cuddled up to her little body until she fell asleep. My little Scouty girl woke up about 2 hours after I had laid her down for the night. I went in and pulled her out of bed. We went into the living room and I rocked her in the chair. I watched her eyes rapidly blink and then slowly close over and over again. She is usually not a cuddly baby. She likes her own space and her own bed.
They are growing up to fast, I want them to stop. Since that won't happen I need to stop. I need to learn to savor the moments. This is the phase of life I am in, and I know I will look back and miss it. All of it.
Sometimes it hits me just how lucky I am. Tonight I felt it, I savored it.
I. Love. Being. A. Mom.