Two nights ago as I finally started falling asleep around midnight, I heard Nathan screaming. I quick jumped up because that kid could wake the dead. Seriously, when God created that little boy he turned the volume control way past the normal setting. Anyway, I found him sitting up in his bed, looking completely out of it. It was probably a nightmare so I scooped him up and sat in the rocking chair. I loved that he closed his eyes and snuggled right up to me. I rocked him for a while and enjoyed his adorable little snore. As soon as he was really out, I moved like a ninja and settled him back into his crib and left the room so I could get some much needed sleep.
Before I even reached my bedroom door, I heard him crying my name. Back I went and I was feeling a little annoyed because I just wanted to sleep ( insert whiny voice here) and scooped him up again. He was more awake this time and watched me. He started running his fingers through my hair, which was something both kids did when they were babies to soothe themselves to sleep. He looked up at my hair, smiled a sleepy smile, and said, "pretty!" What is it about little boys that just completely melts your heart?
I decided to just savor this moment. I knew I'd have plenty of of time to sleep when he's older and too cool to cuddle. I knew that the days of him wanting to sit on my lap and have me kiss his boo boos were limited. I just rocked him and watched him fighting falling alseep. His eyes lids kept drooping and then he would pop them open. Finally, they were just open a crack. I just sat their adoring him. I kept thinking about his incredible sense of humor, his fearlessness, how he loves to be held, and his cheesy little smile. I was having a mushy mommy moments and gave him a kiss. I thought he was asleep because he didn't move a muscle, but I heard a faint whisper. I kissed him again. His eyes were still almost completely closed, but I heard the whisper again. I kissed him again and still couldn't hear what he said but knew he was saying the same thing over again. I tried one more time and put my ear so close to his little lips after I kissed him. I felt his little baby breath tickle my ear as my precious baby boy whispered, "ewwwww"
Yeah, I guess those days are coming sooner than I thought! I almost tossed that little punk back in his crib!
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