Why I'm Lucky

Whenever Brian goes out of town it becomes a "Mommy and Davis" weekend. We eat meals together, she helps me clean, we watch movies, have long, serious conversations about being a girl, and then comes the dreaded question..."Mommy, can I sleep with you?" 

As my brain searches for excuses to say no, part of me still really loves it that at thirteen she still wants to sleep with me and hold my hand as she falls asleep. It's not her I don't want to sleep with. She's a good sleeper. It's what she brings with her that strikes the fear in my heart- the dreaded dog. 

She sleeps with our little dog Lucky every night. Problem is when he sleeps with me he's a cuddler, a bed hog, he's restless, he gets up and down, climbs all over me, and generally keeps me awake all night....all the while Davis is snoring softly. So, what to do? 

I know these times won't last forever. That one day, even though I am hoping it doesn't happen, she will look at me like I don't exist. I won't be her best friend anymore. She won't think I am funny and will roll her eyes in teenage angst. It will break my heart. Even though I am prepared for it. I hope against hope it doesn't happen. But I know it will. 

So of course, I say yes. Even though I know my bedtime will be pushed back because she will want to talk late into the night. Even though I know that darn dog will keep me awake all night long. Because these times are fleeting. She is still my little girl, but she won't be that way forever. I don't want to miss an opportunity for our conversations when we talk about peer pressure, respecting your body, and other teenage problems. Any time I get to spend with her is precious. Any time I can talk to her about making good choices in her teenage years, I will take, even if it means no sleep all night long. 

So last night was another opportunity I couldn't pass up, and tonight will be the same. Even if I have to take a nap in the afternoon because I can't keep my eyes open. I can always catch up on sleep, but these moments with my precious girl may not happen again. 

Here is the culprit. I know he will be sleeping all day. I will resist the urge to wake him up with a loud noise like I want to. Payback and all.

Funny thing about this picture is these two hate each other. I don't think they realized they were even cuddling on the couch together. And yes, he is wearing his Christmas diaper. He's helping me countdown to fall. Don't judge.

It's the weekend! Time to catch up on all this house cleaning leftover from the party last weekend. It's hard to fit it all in with work. We get to pick Brian up from the airport Saturday night and then on Sunday take Davis to her grandparents for a week of art camp. We are so lucky she gets to spend time with Nana and Pop. She loves them so much. I think there is even a trip planned with Pop to Build-A -Bear to get one of their new My Little Pony stuffed animals. I am sure she will be the only thirteen year old there and she won't care one bit.

Have a wonderful weekend!

-Tricia