Guest post
Knowing I planned on writing a post tonight my husband wrote this for me while I was in the shower. He was probably hoping it would make me feel amorous.
You ever have one of these nights? You really want the baby to go to bed so you can sit with your husband and catch up on back episodes of the Family Guy, but the baby just won’t go to sleep? It’s not one of those super unhappy knock down, drag out, screaming, crying, baby shaking his head, “No mama, no mama” every time you put him down. It’s more like the, happy, drowsy, mumbling I don’t want to go to sleep baby. Like tonight. I just want to watch the Family Guy with my husband who experienced a super crappy day at work. But, for an hour and a half, I rocked the baby and instead of drifting off to sleep, he remembered his day in soft baby words. He told me about the potty, “potty, poo, peepee, poo, peepee.” He recalled baby gymnastics this morning, “friends, Aidan, Halle, Lulu.” Then, lovingly recollected his trip to the playground with his father after work, “Dada, playground. Dada, carry. Dada. Dada. Dada.” And of course me, who loves him most of all, “Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama.”
It’s hard to get frustrated, almost makes you feel like a bad person when the baby talks super soft cuddly talk and you just want him to be asleep. Especially when he rubs his head in that place between your neck and shoulder, and strokes your cheek with his clumsy sleepy hands. Ever had one of those nights?
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November 9th, 2007 at 9:18 am
That is the sweetest thing EVER! Both the husband writing the post and the baby stroking your cheek — how lovely.