Sleepless nights... and that's okay!

I'm not sure if it is a growth spurt or what, but right now at night we are hitting the trying time of being a parent. 

She wants to be with us, which is fine, but she always doesn't want to go to sleep.  She fights and cries and claws her way up. 

Last night the only way she would settle was laying on my husband's chest/head.  Which, I'm sure, was not very comfortable for him. 

But he accepted it, because it was what she needed.

At 2 am we were downstairs eating goldfish crackers.  None of us were super happy about it, well maybe she was... but we did it.  Because it was what she needed. 

When we finally climbed back into bed, we were kicked all night by a restless 23 month old child. 

We weren't happy about that, and we both are really tired today, but we accepted it.  Because it was what she needed.

Incase you haven't kept up with the theme of this post, she needed what she needed.  Being parents isn't all glamor and glory. 

Sometimes it's sleepless nights well after the infant years.

Sometimes it's dealing with 2 am snack call.

Sometimes it's realizing that she is gonna be the little line of the capital H, with her feet in your rib cage. 

And that's okay. 

It will only last a season, and the seasons are flying by quickly. 

So last night, we slept very little.  But our daughter got everything she needed.

And that is worth every bit of it.