Rocking A Fussy Toddler

by Rumour Miller on August 24, 2011

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When I am rocking a fussy toddler, I have to remind myself that this is just a season. She sleeps on me but when I lay her in her crib she wakes with a start and a scream.  She cries uncontrollably and I think, “why won’t you just go to sleep.”  I pick her back up and sit down in the rocking chair, again.

I’m tired and there is a mountain of house work that needs tending to. I want to relax or watch TV. Maybe I had hoped to call a friend or tend to some work that needs to be done by tomorrow.  I wanted to sit and talk with my husband or visit my blog and write.  Maybe… I just wanted some time to myself.

Then I feel her breathing settle into a steady rhythm and I find myself staring into an Angels face. Sleeping and content.  Not a single worry in the world.  I am her world.  Sitting there, rocking with her, I am all that she needs.  All that she wants or even cares about it.

Then I find myself thinking that this season will be over before I know it. Before I am ready to let it go and so I kiss that sweet forehead and rock her a little longer.

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