Maybe I need a big girl bed
I am a co-conspirator. An accomplice. A totally codependent mother living in absolute guilt. Here’s the problem: My 2-year-old daughter regularly wakes up in the middle the night, asking for water, or saying she needs to go pee-pee or looking to be tucked in again.
Each night, as I jump out of bed to help her, my husband admonishes me for giving in. "You can’t let her do that to you," he says.
Deep down, I think he’s right. But also deep down is the pull of her voice and the thought of what I get in return: The best hug ever, her whole body wrapped around me and the warmth of her thankfulness for comforting her. It’s the highlight of any day, most of which are spent away from her.
Part of me thinks she does it just to see me. It’s her way of saying, "I missed you while you were at work." How can I give that up?
Maybe I don’t have to. We made a big change recently and she’s so happy about it, she’s not waking up in the middle of the night.
I guess a big girl bed, complete with Dora the Explorer sheets, was all she needed. If only that were true for me.
- Amy Hollyfield