Friday, November 21, 2014

hush little baby...

Evie woke up last night, about an hour after I had put her to bed, which she almost never does.

There were real tears - you can always tell instantly when it's proper crying and not just a grizzle. I went in and picked her up, and shhhhh'd her, told her mummy's here, sang Twinkle Twinkle to her quietly. And she quietned down immediately and fell back to sleep, wee hands clutching into my neck.

It really does feel indescribable to be someone's "mummy" - to be able to comfort and soothe with a cuddle and a song.