7/13/11

Sleeping Beauties

My name is Liz and I am a sleepy-kiddo-watcher.

I have snapped photos of my girls sleeping since the day they were born.  And I don't mean just when they were in the hospital.  Or a few weeks old.  I still take pictures of Liv when she's sleeping.  And Avery's little smush face, forget about it.  It started out because their faces are so serene and sweet. They're calm and warm and perfect.  Then it's because they start flipping around and ending up in the strangest positions (a la example below)


Liv at 9 months

And then the cuteness snowballs.  Liv plays so hard and I can just imagine how she's reading stories in bed one minute and then next she's crashed so hard, she wouldn't even wake up if I vacuumed her pillows.  I've seen it happen - one very clear memory was from our vacation to Beaches in Turks and Caicos and Liv and I went in for nap (weird, being pregnant in the sun all day makes you tired mid-day!  Or maybe it was just the pregnancy)  She laid down and I watched three very slow blinks and the fourth time, her eyes didn't open.  She was crashed. 

But I have to wonder - when will I stop going in to watch them sleep?  I mean, not even just the last kiss good night before I go to bed.  The watching them sleep.  Standing there in awe of what has come from that tiny blue line.  Recalling the funny things they've done during the day and the anticipation of having them wake up to do more good things. (Granted, I LOVE me some bedtime, night time sleep.  OH yes I do!)  These little people are in the world and I am totally to blame for it - for better or worse.



What can I say, Avery's not a performer for the camera!


My name is Liz and I am a sleepy-kiddo-watcher.  I have decided that I won't stop until I can't do it anymore.  The day will come.  The girls will wake up, call me weird or *gasp* move out and leave me.  I will soak up every moment that I can - again, in between the tantrums and teething and fits of rage and love.  It's too special to miss.

I will be the first to admit being a Mom is the best and hardest thing I've ever done.  I'm not one of those "everything is perfect and our lives are so great" people.  Hello, read the blogs.  

But this life is speeding up and it's a good reminder to take the good with the bad.





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