Let me start by saying this: I'm an older mom. Why is that important? Well, because I tire easily and need more naps than my 2 year old does.
I require at least six solid hours of sleep a night, but haven't gotten that since I was 7 months pregnant with her.
Once she was born, we were up all during the night with breastfeedings.
Even after I stopped breastfeeding, she was so used to waking up during the night, she just continued to do it.
Now at 2 years old, she still wakes me up a few times during the night.
"Rub my tummy, mommy."
"I need my teddy bear."
"I'm too hot."
Those are common things I hear during the night. Whereas she is able to fall right back to sleep, I lie there for nearly an hour struggling to find sleep again.
By the time we wake up in the mornings, I am still tired and could easily sleep a few more hours.
Then she curls up next to me and says, "Good morning, mommy."
She smiles. I look into her beautiful brown eyes and completely forget how tired I am. I forget about the sleepless nights.
All I know is I love the little girl curled up in my arms more than anything in the entire world. Giving up sleep for her is a small price I am happy to pay.