Friday, September 2, 2011

last night

Evan got home pretty late tonight.

It was just Blake and me.

Blake, who used to go to bed so nicely but ever since we returned from our trip to the west coast has had a rough time going to sleep, and me.

Blake, who jumps in his crib, throws his pacifier over the side, and then cries until someone comes in and gets it for him, and me.

Blake and me, the person who likes her "me time" at the end of the day.

Blake and me, the person who forgot that when you're a mom your time is not your own anymore.

So I caved. I went in and rocked him for a while.

And it was nice. The apartment was dark and quiet.

It was nice.

Just Blake and me.

1 comment:

Tori Wilding said...

I like the way you write. :) He's getting smarter everyday.