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My Secret is Out. I Sleep with a Baby Blanket.

It's a pretty common thing to see a toddler with his baby blanket before nap or bedtime. Without it, there are often lots of tears and a child who is not able to fall asleep. I suppose Mom knew what she was doing when she told the babysitter, "As long as he has his blanket, he will be just fine." I have seen first-hand the night and day difference when a two year old has been reunited with a misplaced baby blanket. 


My secret is out!
You would think I had grown out of this phase by now. I did too! But I mentioned to my husband last night that I had not been sleeping very well lately, waking up every few hours and just not wanting to go to bed when bedtime rolls around. We have been apart many times before, but this month in particular has just been a long one!

"Have you been sleeping with my blanket?" he asked over the phone.

"Oh no, I haven't! How did I forget that?" 

"Well maybe you should get it out of the drawer. It will help you sleep better."

He was right. The last time he was gone for a month, I slept with his baby blanket each night. It sounds silly, but it reminds me of him and helps me sleep better. I've heard of wives who wear their husband's cologne when they are deployed so I shouldn't get too much grief for sleeping with his blanket, right? 

Waking up after a restful night's sleep was so refreshing. Maybe it was the blanket, or maybe it wasn't. But I like to think it was. It makes a better story!


Happy Mother's Day...
...to all the moms and caregivers who, despite what others say, know best!

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