My Sleepy Baby Is Gone *sniff*

When Anneliese was a baby, she would wake up around six in the morning, but I would be able to nurse her back to sleep, and she would then sleep until 10 or so. It was so nice having such a warm and soft baby snuggling against me. I would touch her cheeks, marveling at the soft colour under the surface of her peachy skin (I had read an article about Madame Tussaud's wax museum and remember how they said that this quality was important for them to make the statues lifelike, but that it is really hard to do). Her soft hair would tickle my nose. Now she is entering her toddler years, with all the zest of life and energy to go with it. Getting her back to sleep is just a dream now (even when she woke up at 6:30, well ahead of her new wake up time of 8, I knew it would be hopeless). She can't sit still long enough to get sleepy. Always looking around and wanting to play. I watched a show yesterday about the first three days of this couple bringing home their baby, and watching the little baby sleeping in his crib made me want to rush over and pick him up. I guess I'll have to wait until I'm a grandma. *sniff*