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I’m Sorry

June 6, 2012 § 94 Comments

Look
mom. I can tell from the way you haven’t looked me in the eye since
fetching me from my crib well before dawn that you’re upset about last
night. Waking up every 45 minutes to 1.5 hours isn’t easy for me either.

In my defense, my blanket really did keep coming off, I was thirsty, and…I can’t remember the other reasons, but I’m sure they were equally valid.

There was at least one nightmare. I was in a strange house. I knew it
wasn’t ours because the dishes were washed and your hair wasn’t
everywhere.

I do want to thank you for bringing back the 3AM milk that you worked
so hard to get me off of. It was delicious and instrumental in helping
me wake up soaked in urine at around 4. Can’t wait to have it again
forever.

You seem tired and short tempered this
morning which is why I felt more comfortable writing this than having a
face-to-face. Can I get you anything? A cup of coffee? While you’re up
please bring me a sippy cup of juice and some unbroken crackers. Oh
that’s right. We don’t have crackers… I recall you saying that around
1:15. That’s OK. Why keep the house stocked with my favorite foods? I’m
sure we have two kinds of wine though. But that’s fine.

Anyway I wanted to thank you for changing my pajamas and throwing
that towel down on my pee pee sheets. I noticed you didn’t open your
eyes once (weird). It’s also OK that you didn’t actually change my
sheets. I find the faint smell of ammonia comforting. Love means doing
things halfway.

I mean, I know another mother or a grandma might have removed the
soiled sheets and replaced them with freshly laundered ones but you just
do you.

There is something I did want to discuss now that I have your
attention. It’s none of my business what goes on between you and father
after I go to bed but if you could just throw on a robe before coming
into my room, that’d be awesome. I think you should definitely rock what
you’ve got but angry nude lumbering zombie isn’t your best look. I want
to be honest.

This seems like as good a time as any to bring up the possibility of
reintroducing cosleeping. I can’t promise I won’t judo kick you to the
face like I used to but at least one of us will get a good night’s sleep
and isn’t that what matters?

Anyway. I hope this note brings you some comfort. You really do look
awful. Maybe you’d feel better if you made us some breakfast?

love and hugs,

your HT