Empty nesters- for a night

Last weekend, Eliana got to spend the night with Grandma and Grandpa Schinke. They had a blast but we really missed the baby bubs.

The house is too quiet
while I make too much noise.
I let the door slam behind me,
Step on the creaky wood floor boards
and walk around with my electric toothbrush buzzing away.
Yes, it is too quiet we agree.
We know she is at grandma and grandpa's house.
We know she is in capable and loving hands.
But we miss her.
we miss boisterous sounds before bedtime
and We miss having to be quiet after.
we miss having her wake up so we can bring her back to bed to cuddle
we miss the softness of her breath on your neck
as she drapes over your shoulder while you carry her to bed.
We missed her gentle stirring in the morning-
her mind slowly waking but her body not willing to let go of sleep.
We missed her arms outstretched, waiting to be embraced.
Sometimes a little noise (or not being able to make a sound)
can be a good thing.