Goodnight my angel time to close your eyes

For the last two weeks I have been on baby watch. A friend of mine was due this week and needed someone to watch her two daughters while she and her husband ran to the hospital.

I was thrilled, as I love her kids. They are totally me and Bec when we were kids. The older one is very serious, asks a lot of questions, needs things to be just so and responds poorly to change. Yeah, that's Bec. The younger one is the wild child, demanding lots of attention, constant wardrobe changes, hugs and cuddling. Yeah, that's me.

I got the call last night and ran over to their house. I was ready to camp out on the couch all night. Shortly after they left, Gil, the youngest, tried to crawl into bed with her parents and found them missing. She fell apart a little, figured out I was there and decided my sleeping bag would work too. I only let her stay a few minutes - there are some lines you just can't cross with other people's kids, even innocent cuddling- then back to bed.

Sometime, not now and not any time real soon, I'm going to have little cuddlers of my own.

The baby was born very early in the morning, very quickly and healthy. A girl named Sonya. Or Sonia. I was woken up so many times in the night that my brain is fuzzy.