My favorite new thing about David
So a misguided combo of unenforced bedtime policies and overly indulging a certain someone's nocturnal sissiness has yielded a 19 month old who requires assistance falling and staying asleep. Translation? My bedmate is a kicking, fitful, sensitive thing who can be awakened at the sound of a pin drop (so never you mind about the middle of the night peeing, just hold it til the morn and pray you don't get a UTI!) Yes, I am frightened of this creature who stands 32 inches tall. My hair can stand on end when I hear him shrieking and I'm sure it's only 1:30am.

But, there's a silver lining, as there always is. Some weekend mornings, I can talk him into sleeping in a WHOLE HOUR by nuzzling him close to me so that he's sleeping in my arm pit (cuter felt/seen than read) and he hugs me while sleeping. I hug him back, but here's the kicker: if my hand is resting on, say, his belly, or his arm, and he feels me trying to move it, he will (IN HIS SLEEP) grab said arm and put it back where it was. How freaking cute is that. Totally makes up for having to get up at 6:30 all other days.
- posted by Connie @ 11/02/2008 06:47:00 PM