Monday, March 29, 2010
Winds of Change
Last night the winds came. Wyoming is notoriously windy, but last night the winds were really intense. I could hear the wind howling all night long, feel it seeping in through cracks and under doorways, forcing itself. This morning the winds are still howling, but they seem to have brought warmer air so it seems that they are blowing out winter and making way for spring.
Also, along with the changes of the new season it is time, or nearly time, to get the girl into a crib in her bedroom. I have been dreading this, but the time is nearly upon us.Until now she has been in a bassinet by my side of the bed. The problem is a)she takes after he mother and is not a good sleeper and b) I am against the whole "cry it out" method. Maybe I am too soft hearted, too naive or just too stupid, but I truly cannot let her cry it out. I am in no way making a judgment against mothers who are able to do so, because we've all got our own way of getting through the challenges of parenthood. For me I feel it in the very marrow of my bones that I need to answer a cry for comfort. I feel as though nature made us to be close and accessible to our little ones. With that said she will soon be able to get out of her bassinet and it will no longer be an option. So I am trying to gather my nerve and move this lady into her own room.
I know that, in the end, we will all be fine and better for it, but it is sort of a bittersweet time. I am letting go of this little girl one tiny step at a time, hoping that in the end she will be independent and still know that her parents will always be there when she needs comfort.
Posted by Maria Rose at Monday, March 29, 2010