Abbie sleeps in her own room, and has since the day we brought her home from the hospital. For a number of reasons, it’s just worked best for us and our lifestyle – she loves her room, loves the safe environment of it, and above all, is a very independent little girl.
Because of that, it’s rare that I get to see her asleep these days. Her door is a bit noisy, and changes to her sleep environment often disturb her. But this weekend… I got to see her asleep.
Often I forget just how little Abbie still is, and just how much more growing she has to do. She’s so much fun in the stage she’s in. The newborn and infant days are long gone, and I consider her more of a “big girl” every day. She knows so much already – just the other day she surprised us in knowing most of her numbers. She’s smart and feisty. She’s also sweet.
But she’s the sweetest when she sleeps. When I’m lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her asleep, I see so much. I see the little newborn we brought home who slept on my chest. I see the infant taking off crawling without hesitation. I see my little girl walking to me for the first time, hear her say Mommy, and hear her giggles. I see everything she already is and has been in her life.
Also? I see where she’s headed. I see the big smile I know she’s going to give me on her first day of school. I see the elbows I know are going to get scraped up if she’s as clumsy as her momma. I see the blonde hair I’m going to help her decide what to do with on prom night. I see the profile I’ll see in her wedding pictures.
It’s one of the things that’s surprised me most as a parent – that’s she’s at her sweetest while she sleeps. While she sleeps, I see it all – what’s been, what’s to come, and a glimpse of what will be.