“I’m going to sleep in my own bed tonight dad.”
I’ve never heard that from Noah before. He has never slept in his own bed. He went straight from his cot to sleeping with Mumma and Dadda and never graduated from there.
So after a whole lot of talk in the preceding months about being more independent this year, he was quick to test his autonomy.
I was in bed with Evie Pops and he came in and gave me a kiss goodnight, “Night buddy, see you tomorrow beautiful” I said as he moved towards the southern end of the house. I tapped away on my laptop for the next little while waiting to hear his footsteps coming down the hall. I left plenty of space for him to resume his spot under my left wing.
30 minutes or so passed and he never arrived. “I better check on him.”
Creeping into his bedroom, the little munchkin was fast asleep, tucked up and already in the land of dreams.
I was caught off guard and got emotional. I lay in bed, my first night without him, eyes a little salty. I was smiling but I was Saudade.
Don’t go little monkey, not yet. Maybe you are being too independent too early…. 😂 ❤️
