I'm a terrible parent - at least that what the little Voice inside my head tells me. I let me daughter cry to get to sleep. I'm a terrible Mommy. She calls out to me: Mommy . . . Mommy . . . . Mommy with the biggest sobs I've ever heard. It breaks my heart.
And then after about a minute of this, she settles back down and goes to sleep. And it is then that I remember that I cannot prevent her from ever feeling heartache. I can only be there in the morning when she gets back up.
So Jenny is sleeping through the night - at least for now. Thank God for small miracles.
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