Tonight, Pumpkin allowed Hubby to stay with her until she fell asleep while I was in the house.
This was so unexpected that I hadn't even kissed her good-night when she went in to read stories with Daddy- I assumed that I would be called in to "read the last story" and snuggle her to sleep, as I have been most most nights since we moved her to the big girl bed.
(For those who don't know- before the move to the big girl bed, Hubby and I were able to trade off nights getting Pumpkin to sleep with no complaint from Pumpkin.)
Some of the blame for the recent situation surely goes to the fact that in early pregnancy (around the time we moved Pumpkin to the big girl bed), I was too tired to do any of our evening chores, and so having me get Pumpkin down every night was a reasonable arrangement.
There is a certain irony in the fact that we are only breaking this habit now that I am once again too tired to be much help around the house.