Siah had a rough afternoon. His nap was even more rough.
Consequently, I broke the number one rule my mom gave me when he was born.
"Don't do anything that you don't want to become a habit."
Instead, I let him fall asleep in my arms, and then proceeded to fall asleep next to him on a pallet on the floor.
I woke before him and crept out, leaving him to sleep for another hour. Phew.
I knew he was awake when I heard the patter of his hands slapping the floor as he crawled to the door.
Happy baby wondering how in the world he ended up sleeping on the floor!
Mom! I wasn't in my crib when I woke up! |
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