My year old toddler was struggling to find a position in which he feels like sleeping. Final his head hit me hard on my nose and he settled on my arms. Not wanting to disturb him I ignored the knockout and didn’t move at all.
I was looking at this lad, one hand holding a bunch of my hair, other hand’s thumb in his mouth, his head resting on my arms and eyes closed, he had a peaceful look on his face. While I was still starring him and feeling proud to me a mother he smiled in sleep and turned, his back facing me now and I realized he left my hair, and held my forearms with both his hands and was smiling still.
That was a cute sight, he simply curdled around my arms and kept the beautiful smile on. I just could not afford to miss the love I felt from him and in return I was smiling from ear to ear. Reality suddenly strike me, ‘oh I cannot move now’. I had made plans to perform the activities which otherwise I cannot do when he is wide awake and here the baby is sleeping and how will I do the work pending. Thinking about this I tried to move my hands but change in his expression made me stop any efforts towards escaping, I felt that it was my baby’s plan to hold me so he can peacefully sleep. Lying back and thinking all possible way to flee watching the hands of the wall clock in front of me moving.
Moments later I felt a tap on my hand, I ignored it then came a second tap on my face and heard a sound like eeeyaaaa. I gained my conscious and tried to recollect releasing that thinking about escape I slept for good 2 hours and my baby also slept peacefully for this long which he hardly does. I found a nice wide welcoming smile from my kid to which I smiled and hugged him back. He shouted eeyaa again got down from the bed and started to roam around in search of what to play with and I was there lying on my bed and banged my head, had mixed feeling for lost time but the naughty fellow made me sleep which is not bad either.
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