And then...
Four weeks ago Mateo uttered five little words that simultaneously freed and killed my soul: "No Mama, Dada night night."
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Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Parental Choice
For 23 months I put Mateo to bed every single night. (The only exceptions being a few nights I had to travel for work and the 4 day trip Geno and I took to Portland.) While I was nursing him it was a no-brainer that it would be me, and not Geno, to lull him off into dreamland. Our mother-son-bedtime routine made a lot of sense. And then when I stopped nursing him, it also made a lot of sense to keep other aspects of the bedtime routine consistent so as to not throw the entire world into pure chaos. So mother-son-bedtime time remained.
And then...
Four weeks ago Mateo uttered five little words that simultaneously freed and killed my soul: "No Mama, Dada night night."
And then...
Four weeks ago Mateo uttered five little words that simultaneously freed and killed my soul: "No Mama, Dada night night."
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2 comments:
This might hurt for a few minutes, but you will be SO GLAD when he hits 2.5 and is a total nightmare to put to bed!
Jill, I've been very closely following your trials and tribulations. It sounds like *so* much fun! (Hang in there!)
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