About 94 minutes ago, I tucked the Munchkin into bed, kissed her good night and told her that I loved her. She gathered her baby close, kissed her good night and lay back down in her bed. At this point, the Munchkin usually snuggles into my arms and holds my hand, tells me about one thing or another and eventually drifts off to sleep. Today was different. My baby did not ask for my hand and seemed to be content just to lie in her bed. Following an impulse, I asked her if she wanted to go to sleep alone. She said yes. I obliged her, kissed her once more and then left the room. I have since checked on her three times, telling her to call for Mommy or Daddy if she needs anything, assuring her that we’re just next door. We haven’t heard so much as a peep from her. Honestly. The nerve. Where is the calling for Mommy? Where is the ‘I need you with me when I fall asleep’ kind of outcry? I am so not ready to give this part of my baby’s childhood up yet. I cherish the quiet time with her at night, I love her snuggles and adore her stories. I thought there was still time for me to enjoy all that. She’s only two years old, after all. Alas, my baby girl seems to be ready to move on. How I wish I could say the same about myself.

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