"It's time for bed!" I yell down to Quinlan as she enjoys the later bedtime spoils of being the oldest kid.
"Will you come tuck me in?" she asks.
Same as every night. Even when my husband is home.
I drag myself away from the computer, engulfed in glorious uninterrupted work that happens between the time I put the other three to bed and she's downstairs with her Nick Jr. pals.
"Will you snuggle with me tonight, Mom?"
I sigh.
I think about the dishes piled high in the sink. The four loads of post vacation laundry strewn about on my bedroom floor.
A to-do list that fills an entire page with nothing yet crossed off.
The clock ticks loudly in my ear. Three hours to get things done while the kids sleep before I collapse in my own bed, midnight visitors almost a guarantee.
"Please!' she begs.
It awakens something within me.
A door slammed. The lock turned.
"GO AWAY!" she screams.
The back of her head bobbing up and down as she runs off to meet her friends, never looking back to see if I'm still there.
An empty bed where she used to sleep, asking me to snuggle.
"Of course," I tell her, as I put my head on her pillow, her head nestled under my chin as her hair tickles my nose.
I close my eyes and take it in.
it melts my heart.. i've been in that situation many
times.thanks for sharing a great reminder.
Posted by: Joseph | February 13, 2011 at 05:53 PM
Someday is right now for me, as my one and only daughter is 15. Good for you for excusing yourself and spending a few precious moments with Q. Enjoy it.
Posted by: Vicky | February 09, 2011 at 10:40 PM
This feeling catches me off guard all the time. All the time.
In the crush of the day, it's hard to remember but I'm so happy when I do.
Posted by: The New Girl | February 09, 2011 at 07:33 PM
last night my daughter woke-up to use the big girl potty (so proud of her) and as we stood in the hallway together, everyone else asleep, I asked if she wanted to snuggle with me for awhile. She gave me a huge smile and said yes and we lay in my bed cuddling-the rest of the house asleep-for almost an hour. When I put her back in her own bed, she gave me a kiss and fell right asleep.
So, yeah, I get this and I'm happy we both made the right choice and had the energy to do so.
Posted by: amanda | February 08, 2011 at 12:50 PM
That is so sweet.....i can not believe you have 4 now....btw, Bruce Curless was asking about you. Hope you guys are well. I think of you often and wonder what the hell i did......
Posted by: Sarah | February 08, 2011 at 12:44 PM
As a Taylor Swift song made me cry on my way to the grocery store at 9 pm, unloading them at 10, making lunches cut into dinosaurs so they will be eaten.....I needed to read this. I will now go climb into the queen bed with my 19 month old, who will undoubtedly say "mama" quietly when I do.....
Posted by: Ashlye | February 07, 2011 at 10:45 PM
Wise choice...and maybe for this sole act she may never have to slam a door, or say "go away"...God bless mothers for their sacrifices...
Posted by: Rita | February 07, 2011 at 09:05 PM
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
Posted by: EmmaLee | February 07, 2011 at 05:44 PM
I dread the "too old for snuggles" point. Excuse me as I go love up on my toddler right now.
Posted by: Amira | February 07, 2011 at 04:09 PM
With you every night.
I mean, not really, that would be weird, but you know, I get this.
Posted by: Amanda | February 07, 2011 at 03:20 PM
Gosh that hits home here! I teared up a bit because we're expecting our second in April and I'm concerned about all the missed cuddles I'll have with my first, so I'm soaking them up right now. I think he knows it too because that's all he asks for. :) Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: Tiffany | February 07, 2011 at 03:11 PM
Jeez, tears on a Monday morning. Thanks. And so true. My 6 year old doesn't get snuggled nearly as much as she wants to because the babies need me more. Unfair. Thank you for this very important reminder. Gaah. More tears!
Posted by: Jenny | February 07, 2011 at 02:52 PM
Had a similar moment last night that I am grateful for. Great story. Thanks!
Posted by: MommyV | February 07, 2011 at 02:40 PM
Never when you are older, alone in your empty nest, will you think, ''I wish I had finished all those dishes, or folded that laundry instead of wasting my time holding my children at night.'' It's something to always try to keep in mind.
Posted by: Valerie | February 07, 2011 at 02:19 PM
When we bought loft beds for our kids, I was a little bit hoping that it would mean quicker bed time routine because I couldn't lay down with them up in the loft bed. I was always so desperate for that alone time after their bedtime and somehow it felt like I wasn't a good Mom if my kids needed me to lay down with them at bedtime. But I pretty quickly had the same realization that the snuggles would be over way too soon and now every night I climb up and down that stupid ladder (x2), but most of the time, it ends up being my favorite part of the day!
Posted by: Dana | February 07, 2011 at 12:56 PM
thanks for the reminder. i need that sometimes. *sniffle
Posted by: sandy | February 07, 2011 at 11:35 AM
A good reminder - thank you!!
Posted by: Catriona Harris | February 07, 2011 at 11:31 AM
It's not nice to make me cry so early in the morning.
Posted by: Kate | February 07, 2011 at 10:22 AM
Love this! Except I think I got something in my eye while reading it, and thinking about my own daughter. Sniffle.
Posted by: Roberta | February 07, 2011 at 10:11 AM
Thank you for this. Same tale here. Sometimes, it's so hard to remember *this.*
Posted by: breedemandweep | February 07, 2011 at 10:10 AM
You will never regret the times you said yes. They are only young once and when it is over, you won't believe how fast the time went. Enjoy every minute you are not too exhausted to even move. Thinking of you and wishing you the best
Posted by: carosgram | February 07, 2011 at 07:32 AM
My daughter still asks for snuggles (at nearly 17), so I give them. Knowing that one day she won't be there.
Posted by: Michelle | February 07, 2011 at 05:50 AM