It’s 6:45pm and we just finished with our 1 1/2 minute bath (we hate the bath at the moment). I towel him off while he howls and the minute he stands up right the crying stops and he grabs my hand and toddles down to his room. Naked bum and cute chubby legs teetering while we catch our balance with each step. We stop to pick up our beloved blanket up off the floor, take it to our room and close the door. He crawls to his bed, blanket in hand and lays down waiting for his bottle while I put his p.j.’s on. He looks at the light on the wall, knowing that turning it on is the next step and then I get cuddled up beside him and read his favorite book- “Good night sun hello moon”. He looks up at me every now and again with those bright blue eyes and smiles. Regardless of the day he’s had or the mood he was in, this is by far the best time of day for him. I sing him some lullaby’s and sometimes he hums quietly along with me. I stroke his forhead as he lets out deep sighs of relaxation. He grabs his blanket closer and sometimes reaches out for me to cuddle even closer. I say good night, press on his nose and say “beep, beep” and then leave him to fall asleep on his own.
My favorite time of day is bed time because regardless of the day we had, bed time always sets the mood just right.
Good night, my son.