Tonight while I was putting you to sleep, Baby woke up in mommy and daddy’s room. She realized she was alone and burst into tears and started wailing, “Mommeh! Mommeh!”
Auntie was over on the other side so she couldn’t hear. As I rushed out of the nursery to Baby, I heard you say brightly, “I wake up!”
I burst into our room before Baby could fall off the bed trying to get to me and picked her up. She stared at me tearfully and clambered into my arms. Meanwhile, you had climbed down from your toddler bed yourself and made your way down the hallway to my room.
“What happened, mommy? Did Baby fall off the bed?” You asked.
“No, Baby just woke up. Mommy is going to bring baby into your room and you both sleep in your beds ok?” I said, patting you back into the room, with Baby propped up on my shoulder.
I lay Baby in her cot while you obediently climbed back up into bed and settled down. Baby flipped over, hugged her cot bumper and closed her eyes. You, on the other hand, started singing. I don’t remember what — your usual repertoire of nursery rhymes I suppose. It’s your bedtime ritual — that and nonstop chattering — before you fall asleep.
I shushed you but not too loudly because I didn’t want to wake Baby. Unfortunately, she woke up anyway. She sat up and raised her arms, asking to be picked up and rocked to sleep.
I carried her and shushed her too, patting her on the back while I lowered myself into our rocker. Half held my breath in anticipation — you always want to be carried to sleep too although I tell you you’re a big boy now, and you usually get mad when I carry Baby and not you.
But not this time.
Tonight you flipped over and looked at me and Baby rocking in the chair. Then you settled yourself down. You turned left and right a little bit, then stayed still. Minutes later, your breathing slowed and stayed regular. Leaning heavily on my shoulder, Baby had fallen asleep too.
I am writing this because tonight you were a big boy. You could have cried and demanded mommy, and I would have to shout down the stairs to Auntie or Daddy to take baby while I pacified you. Maybe I would have to rock you to sleep too. Instead you tucked yourself back into bed, soothed yourself and slept on your own. You didn’t make a fuss, you just let mommy take care of baby while you took care of yourself.
Tonight you acted like a real big brother. Mommy is very proud of you. I love you.