At last. Amanda collapsed on her bed, exhausted though tonight had been the most successful night trying to get Emi to sleep. Some days, Emi seemed to detest her "big girl bed", but ever since they took her along with them to shop for baby furniture, she seemed to have gotten a better idea that cribs were for babies and beds for big girls.
Niels chuckled as Amanda sighed with relief. "Silence," Amanda said, beaming. One bed time story and Emi had fallen asleep. No begging to stay awake longer or to sleep in her crib, no pleading with her parents to stay in bed with her. Just... silence. Peace. Amanda rubbed her belly, thinking how amazing life was. Their first child was fully transitioned to a toddler bed and their newest addition was soon to sleep in a crib. Most likely, they'd have to go through this transition phase again. Once their little boy was born, the cycle would start all over again: womb to arms to crib, breast to bottle, crawling to walking, bottle to sippy cup, crib to bed. And it didn't stop there... Tears came to Amanda's eyes. As much as she loved watching Emi grow, she wished she'd slow down and be her baby girl forever. For a moment, she wished she could keep her baby boy in a bit longer... But there was just one week left. Niels moved closer, putting his hand atop Amanda's. He looked at her with concern in his eyes, but Amanda only waved his concern away. "Hormones," she said, smiling sheepishly. "Riiight," said Niels. He smiled and Amanda could see the understanding in his eyes. He knew exactly what was on her mind.
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August 2017
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