Bedtime has been H A R D lately. Nap time has been even H A R D E R. And, sometimes on the weekends, nap time is just completely non-existent. I used to live in fear of the day when she would no longer nap. But, alas, I think that time is finally here. And, I'm ok with it. It was bound to happen. As much as I'd like too, I can't keep her a baby forever. She is growing up on me.
These photos are actually from the last nap she took for us at home. Funny, how in last last almost 4 years I documented very little of her sleeping. Maybe that is because most of the time when she napped, we napped. But, there was something sweet and serene about watching her actually fall asleep. The way that her eyelids fluttered. And, then finally the peacefulness that surrounded her as her eyelashes came to rest gently on her cheeks.
Its hard not to look at these and wonder what was going on in her little mind. Is she dreaming? What is she dreaming? What are the pictures of her dreams showing her? Especially when she's awake it is as if her mind that always seems to be spinning and ticking. Much like the gears of a clock. *tick tock tick tock* And, some evenings, after dinner, as we build towers and castle and are chatting, I watch her click things together in her mind and it just blows me away.
And, so I look at these photos an smile. I try not to mourn the loss of nap-time. Instead, I drink in these moments from my over flowing cup of life. I cherish these these quiet moments that seem fewer amongst the busier more noisier ones. I bask in the gentle warmth Madaline radiates when she sleeps. I allow it to warms my heart and sooth my soul. It helps ease the dreaded guilt of being a working mom. And, with a the quiet nod of my head, for this brief moment, I feel as if all is right in my world.