Ever since we “ferber-ized” Aidan, I couldn’t help but feel that I was missing out on holding him and watching him fall asleep in my arms.  I felt conflicted.  I was happy that he was going to sleep independently at the same time, I missed feeling his small body cuddled up to mine or his head on my shoulder.

Well lately, I have a good blend.  For his afternoon nap, after we read a story, I hold Aidan for a bit, walk him around and on days that he’s especially wired, I hold him close and dance.  Anything from a gentle sway to the Foxtrot.  I watch as his eyes slowly drift to a close.  After a final kiss goodnight, he’s ready for his bed.