Esme had a bad tummy ache and couldn't sleep, though she did try. She came and got in bed with me and Aaron and snuggled for a bit, then decided to head back to her own bed. I kept hearing the rustling murmurs of a hurting girl so I got up and went to her bed. Cradled her in my arms for hours as she tried to sleep. Sitting up with my back against the wall holding her like the tiny babes I've held before. . Patting her back, petting her head...remembering a certain rocking chair, trying to sleep , while keeping a fussy baby happy...It is such tiring work.
I am so thankful for the tummy ache last night. One more long snuggle, knowing that even if I couldn't make the tummy hurt go away, I could make my babe feel safe and loved. It's a feeling I still wish for when I am sick, those safe, strong, snuggling, mama arms.