That's what she's singing right now. Intermittantly with ABC's. On me.
And so day two begins.
Another night spent on her floor. This time I got smart and brought up the extra crib mattress from the basement. Put it right next to her bed and remembered a blanket as well.
Last night she paid me back for all the love and attention by throwing up on me. Twice.
Half way through the night we changed her jammies because she was so hot.
Right after that she decided she needed to "snug" me (snuggle) and promptly crawled next to me on the crib mattress.
My husband came in this morning and woke me at 7:30.
I have sore muscles and joints I'd forgotten about.
Tonight - remember a pillow.
I must be a soft place to fall. The singing stopped. She's asleep.
These are the good old days.