She sleeps in her own bed now, most nights, but last night, I wanted to cuddle because I'm leaving town... again. So we climbed into my bed, old school Care Bears blaring on the Roku (more for me than for her), and we settled in. Sharing a pillow, she hugged my neck, we Eskimo kissed and for an epic moment that I wish could've lasted forever, she held my gaze and I was genuinely overwhelmed with love and gratitude for this little human that has so significantly changed our lives. Things have been a whirlwind lately and it's times like these that bring everything into perspective.
And then she said it.
'Thank you very much, momma... Gia bed now?'
All I could do was smile. Cuddle time was over. She was putting me down for her Dora the Explorer decked out crib. I admit to an initial sadness, but more than anything, I was really friggin' proud. She eats with a fork, is rather picky about her meals and outfit choices, has an affinity for Power Rangers, likes to sleep in her own bed, and in true diva style apparently - refers to herself in the third person. Nikki ain't mad.
P.S. See the bags she’s sitting on? I haven't packed yet, lol. The silver one is still packed from Tokyo and the garment bag is packed from ATL. Ratchet, I know. Going to pack now!