Peach Friedman
author, educator & trainer
intuitive fitness for women

Victoria sleeps through the night, and has for a long while. I’m grateful for a good sleeper, because mommies need their sleep too. I suffered from postpartum depression in the haze that followed her birth, and I know the tiredness didn’t help.

Last night, as Jeffrey and I were drifting off, I heard my little one making sounds in her bed. So when I was woken up by those same noises at nearly one a.m., I got out of bed to check on her. Maybe a little runny noise, maybe teething, maybe an upset tummy, but whatever the cause, I decided to give her a bottle in the rocking chair, an indulgent little mid-night treat.

There’s something about being a mommy. Soothing and holding my sweet girl until she was back in slumber land. Before going back under my own cozy down, I went into the kitchen, sat down at the table, and ate a banana (I guess my equivalent of a bottle of milk!). Feeling so warm and fuzzy, I padded back down the hall to bed. It’s funny how circumstances change, and last night, waking up in the wee hours to be with my Victoria was a magical moment.

Grateful!