Thursday, February 9, 2012
Bed Time Cuddles
I could see something was bothering my precious three year old. She's a quiet, sweet girl whose favorite thing to do is snuggle with her blanket and read the Berenstien Bears.
But that night she was struggling. I had put her to bed, hoping she'd get the rest she needed and be back to normal the next day. But she didn't want me to leave. She was having a hard time verbalizing what she wanted, and I was growing more frustrated with each passing minute.
It was one of those times where I could feel myself on the verge of losing my patience. But I didn't. I stopped. I prayed. I held her in my arms and wrapped her blanket around her, and snuggled her just like I did when she was a baby. I prayed over her.
When I laid her back down and covered her with her blanket, the tears were gone.
And as I was walking out of her room, I heard her sweet voice saying,"Thank you, mommy."
And I wondered how many times I'd allowed opportunities like this to pass me by because I was too wrapped up in my own selfishness.