Little gifts

Little gifts come in the most surprising way. I was feeling a little anxious about subbing for the first time this school year. I hate leaving Mae, even for just a few hours. I know it'll be good for her to bond with other people besides me, but it's hard nonetheless.

The best gift came from Mae. She's never been a great sleeper.. she generally wakes up at least twice a night, sometimes more if she's teething, or hungry, or sick, or she just misses me and wants to cuddle for a few minutes in the middle of the night. But last night, she slept for 12 hours straight, and didn't make a peep. I think this has only happened once before (my birthday). She's so thoughtful.

We then spent much of the morning snuggling and reading, two of my favorite things.

Just when I thought Mae couldn't get any more giving, she gave me the biggest gift of all. During our morning shower, I looked down on my smiling angel baby, who was playing with her bath toys, and thought "I must be the luckiest mom in the world". And then, I smelled it. Mae had just taken the biggest poop on the shower floor. I gagged the whole time while cleaning it up.

Thanks Mae. I love you too.