So a couple of nights ago Mabel wasn’t right. She was in a great mood when she went to bed, and fell asleep easily in her crib. But after 2 hours of sleeping, she woke up…and wasn’t happy. She proceeded to scream for the next hour and a half. I tried all the standard cures: nursing, walking, ssshhhhh-ing, gas drops, etc. Nothing seemed to work. After an hour, I decided to give up and turned on the tv. We sat on the couch in the dark with just the tv on; mama with her eyes closed, baby with her eyes open. I was frustrated, exhausted from a tough day at work, and feeling helpless. Then I feel these little fingers brushing my jaw line…trying to grab something. I open my eyes and look down. In the dark I could see Mabel’s big eyes looking up at me. We stared at each other for what felt like a long time and slowly the corners of her mouth curled up into a slight smile. She then gave a big sigh as if she was relieved as I was that the crying spell was over. She slowly closed her eyes and went to sleep. Such a little moment that would not have occurred had she slept through the night.
