It’s 3am. Jackson woke up half an hour ago. He cried for me to come rescue him. I walked into his dark room and as soon as he saw me, went to stand up, but it took a couple tries. He finally got up and grabbed his monkey blanket with both hands and worked it over his head. He stood there looking at me with his blanket around his neck. Waiting for his Mommy to pick him up.

Jackson started waking up once or twice a night pretty regularly this past month. It doesn’t take much for him to go back to sleep, but he needs to be comforted a little before he can. I started picking him up and rocking him in his chair for a while before putting him back down. I knew I shouldn’t have done it every time, but he’s just so cuddly and warm. And I’m tired. We stopped nursing a month ago and I miss the bonding, so any cuddling he wants to give, I’ll take it! Anyway, I know it’s my fault and he expects to that now. It won’t be too hard to break it, but I just haven’t tried. Remember it’s 3am.

What makes me give in is that monkey blanket. A couple weeks ago it was pretty cool in his room when I went to pick him up, so I would take his blanket and wrap it around his back before picking him up. Now whenever I go in there he reaches for his blanket and wraps it around the back of his neck, walks toward me, and gives me this look. How could I resist picking him up after that!? He will even wrap it around his back sometimes when I put him down for a nap. I will watch him through the crack in the door and he will be standing there waiting for me. Blanket ready. It makes my heart melt.

Okay, I’m going back to sleep now…