Last night, around 11pm, I heard cries coming from the monitor. I woke and looked at the monitor, and found Saylor sitting up in her bed, crying. Very unlike her, so I immediately hopped out of bed.
I went upstairs and picked her out of her crib without a word. I snuggled her into me with her beloved blankie and we rocked until I felt her slow, deep breaths return.
I got up and walked back to her bed and carefully laid her back down and covered her with her blankie. I started walking out of the room and heard "I love you" from Saylor. I turned back to her and said "I love you, sweet girl," and closed her door.
Be. Still. My. Heart. (and her sweet little 21 month old self).
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