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Glad to report that I am finally feeling healthy again (although I'm afraid to jinx it). Am doing pretty well on food, getting some exercise, and finally getting enough sleep again.
Last night at about 4 I realized my 3 year old was in bed with me, trying to get me to wake up for the day. "We can be early birds, Mommy. Time to get up!" I grumbled about it being the middle of the night and I took her back to bed. In the morning I was kind of grouching about having to get up at 4 am and my husband told me that my daughter had actually been in bed sleeping next to me when he came to bed at 12:30. He thought she was just too sweet to move her back to her own bedroom. So, he squished down on the edge of his side of the bed so that she and I could snuggle together (she needs at least 1/2 the bed space).
When I asked her about it in the morning she said she thought maybe it had been too dark in her room or there were monsters or maybe it was noisy outside, she couldn't quite remember. But, she was sure that it would be nicer to be with Mommy. Made me remember how precious these moments are when they are little.
It's been cold and snowy here, but beautiful. Nice to go out for snow walks.
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