Thursday, June 11, 2015

Check

First, we hear the quick-soft patter of her feet. Then softly and timidly, "Mommy, are you still here?"

"I'm still here, and I'm not going anywhere." Footsteps retreat.

How many times will she need to check before her eyelids and limbs are finally too heavy to drag out of bed? How many more minutes until sleep triumphs over fear?


9 comments :

  1. This is a lovely snapshot of the child and the mother.

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  2. Did you link in? I just found this through bloppies!

    Im glad I did.... its so sweet. It brings up memories of little kids in pls.....I had a lot of nighttime anxiety as a kid.

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  3. Parents always check on kids. She's checking on you. I feel her "scaredness".

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  4. With this lovely tale you conjure up sweet memories for me of little feet pattering in the hallway, coming to check and maybe to pop into bed with us if permitted. I would love to hear that sound one more time. And what a great, reassuring answer this little one was given. Trust is being built along with courage!

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  5. More likely in our house it was "Can I sleep with you?" If one of us couldn't persuade her to be put cak in her own bed that meant I would be the one to sleep alone. Even so it was a treasured memory.

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  6. Ohhhhh very sweet. And probably a little annoying to live with, but told with compassion :)

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  7. That is so sweet. I love remembering when they were afraid you wouldn't be there, as opposed to wishing you'd go away! lol.

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  8. Aw! Precious Sarah.... I remember those days well. <3

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