Her OTHER mommy
I promise I'll post about our super fun Independence Day activities, but Lily and I had a conversation last night I felt I needed to share. As I've mentioned before, bedtime has been AWFUL lately. We keep hoping it's a phase, but it's now dragging into a length of months rather than weeks with seemingly no end in sight. Last night, after dealing with her whining, crying, yelling, etc. for an hour, she was dragging her blanket around with her. She came and stood right in front of me:
Lily: I WANT MY MOMMY! (Who she thought I was I have no idea.)
Me: I am your mommy. What? You want your other mommy?
Lily: Yeah!!!
*Suddenly, the tears stopped. She was sooooo excited at the prospect of another mommy.*
Me: Well, that's fine with me. Where is she?
*She ran into the hallway, looked around for a second, and then...
Lily: Where is she? She's not here, yet...
Had I not been so frustrated by the marathon bedtime (which went on for another hour and resulted in many, many tears), I would have found it sort of cute, especially after looking past the fact that she wanted a mommy other than me.
And while I know it won't mean anything to you, it really was the hand gesture that made it. There she was, standing in the hall with her hands in the air, wondering where her nice mommy could be and why she wasn't there yet. Why did she have to continue dealing with this mean mommy who insisted she go to bed even though she WASN'T THE LEAST BIT TIRED (*yawn*).
There were several times in that second hour of the battle when I was able to make out, "I want my other mommy" between the sobs. I won't take it too personally, I suppose, but if anyone would like to come over tonight and play the role of "other mommy," please let me know. We can work out a rotation...but just know that as the first mommy, I get dibs on the times when she's happy.
