I've also discovered that my siblings are very talented at
I'm learning quickly to distinguish the differences in Mommy's clothing styles. When she wears a t-shirt and pajama pants, I've come to recognize this as her "Mommy Uniform". This means that she will be close to me all day and be able to address my concerns quickly. When Mommy wears other types of clothing, straightens her hair and does her make-up, it means that she has some where to go, or that someone is coming over to visit. I don't want her to forget about me during times when she is away, so I always make sure to leave her a little
I also make sure that Mommy knows how much I love her, by refusing to be put down. I know that she loves to hold me and put me to sleep. So, after some gentle rocking and back pats, I close my eyes and lay really still. When I can feel Mommy get up reeeeaaaally slow and very carefully walk to my crib and gently lay me down, I stay still just long enough for Mommy to feel sad that she's away from me. Then, I cry as loud as I can, until I see Mommy walk over to my crib and hear her say, "Presley Amber!" She says it in such a
I know that she loves me, because late at night, after I've kept her up for hours, when she's holding me and thinks (yet again!) that I've finally fallen asleep...she holds me close, kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear, "Baby girl...even when you exhaust me to the point of tears, I love you more than life. You are more wonderful and perfect than I could have ever hoped for."
So, I make sure I wake up crying a few minutes after Mommy has fallen back to sleep. Why allow her sleep, when the baby of her dreams is laying right here?