MY TODDLER'S FIRST SLEEPOVER
Growing up but staying little.
- •Grandma picks him up for a play date and casually suggests that he could spend the night.
- •Strange mix of emotions from me, delight/deep fear. The freedom! But will he sleep? Will he cry?
- •We ask my toddler if this is something he'd like to do. Without hesitation he says yes. 💔 won't he miss me?
- •Grandma says we will play it by ear and she will likely bring him home by bedtime. She winks at me and they drive away.
- •No news all day from grandma.
- •At bedtime she texts a video of him in the bath. She asks off camera if he wants to spend the night. He says yes. She makes him say goodnight to me.
- •I enjoy a movie and a glass of wine. I order takeout. I feel like I should be enjoying them more. I can't remember this kind of silence ever being normal. The waves of relaxation are interspersed with wondering how my first born is doing.
- •I text my husband (who was away on business) and friends gloating about my freedom that night. They tell me to put down the phone and enjoy.
- •At 9pm I get a text saying he fell asleep while grandpa told him a story. This little picturesque scene made me relieved but also a little jealous. Was bedtime really that easy?
- •At 11:15pm I am woken up to banging on my window and headlights in the driveway. It's grandma. She had texted and called while I was asleep. She was returning my toddler who had woken up shortly after falling asleep and resisted going back to sleep.
- •I fold my baby into my arms and carry him into my bed. I whisper earnestly about how much I missed him and we both fall asleep instantly.