Bedtime was one of the things that I used to feel very anxious about right after James was born. How would it all work? It has turned into one of my favorite times.
James takes a bath and I lotion him up. As he takes his last feeding, he grabs for my glasses and touches my face. He has not learned that it is impolite to stare and he gazes into my eyes. He can bring me to tears. Stella and Thomas are taking showers now. They pop in and out of the nursery singing and kissing James. I hear them squealing with joy when Tony tries to 'get them'. James rests his head on my shoulder and rubs his eyes.
Night night Jo Jo
The curtains are drawn, nightlight on and he usually is asleep before I shut the door. The twins are getting their pjs on and cuddling with me and Tony.
Play rough Daddy
He tickles them at commercials during an iCarly episode. Off to bed. Thomas won't kiss on the mouth anymore. He puts his head down and lets me kiss his forehead. I hug him hard.
Stella wants her radio on and I know as soon as we are downstairs she will color or 'read' for awhile. Sometimes I find all of her dresses on her stuffed animals; she loves her time at night!
I go down to finish the kitchen and watch a show. Before I go to bed, I go to all of their rooms and they are fast asleep. My children...my babies. I am acutely aware that this is what I will miss. When we are old and grey and everyone has left our house, I will think back to the years of chaos and ache for it.
So for now, I enjoy it!
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