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Things I Remind Myself Of When I'm Rocking My Toddler to Sleep and It's Been A While and I'm Running Out of Patience

Someday she won’t need me to do this.

Someday she will get into her own bed, by herself, and close her eyes and sleep for more than three hours at a stretch.

Someday I could be too busy caring for another baby to do this.

Someday she will be too big to fit on my lap.

Someday she won’t want to sit on my lap anymore.

Someday my singing will embarrass her rather than soothe her.

Someday I will long to rock her to sleep again, and will cherish every memory I have of it.

Someday she will think it is weird that I want to smell the top of her head.

Someday we will move this rocking chair out of her room.

Someday she will go to First Grade and I will spend most of the day apart from her.

Someday she will be in High School, and if I’m lucky and she even still wants to spend time with me, she won’t be able to because she’ll be too busy.

Someday she will go to college and won’t live in our house anymore.

Someday she may even do what I did and move to a different state, hours away from me, and I will hardly get to see her at all.

It will all come sooner than I realize, and sooner than I want. So for now I will rock her, wiggly feet and all, and try to appreciate the time I have with her.