Raphaela and I have spent the last two weeks together, in between holidays and play dates. I love the time we have spent , even when it felt frustrating or tiring at times, because it gave me the opportunity to appreciate her growth; mentally, emotionally and physically. On vacation, we snuggled in bed in the morning and had a comfortable start to the day, rather than rushing into the schedule for the standard week day.
I have not, however, enjoyed planning and preparing all these meals. At least when she goes to Gan during the week, they feed her a full lunch and two healthful 'snacks', so all I need to think about is dinner.
She now added a new wrinkle to our night time ritual, in which she calls out my name as many times as possible, from the time I tuck her in and give her a kiss to the closing of her bedroom door. It's a competative game for her, those ten to fifteen seconds. She then calls my name several times more after I close the door, to make sure I answer her even if she cannot see me.
"Mommy!"
"I love you, good night! See you in the morning." (Laughter)
"Mommy!"
"I love you, good night! See you in the morning." (Laughter) And so on.
Raphaela has changed so much since her surgery in July, and becomes more of a "real person" every day. I hardly remember her as a baby, and that's normal, the natural progression of our mother-daughter relationship.
Now that the chunk of holidays has ended, I can look forward to the great en masse toilet training experiment that the Gan has planned. I just may have a child out of diapers within the next month...
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My son had a ritual where he said "Ima halach habyta and aba l'avoda."
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