This morning, L woke up to a slightly wet bed. We had taken precautions and put shorts on over her disposable last night, but apparently this diaper was a little faulty. It left the telltale signs of discolored rings in random spots across her freshly laundered sheets. I made a mental note to change her sheets and wash them after she’d showered and ate. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until nap time that I realized the extra sheet was dirty. Awesome. I threw her bedding in the washer and settled on the idea of trying to get L to take a nap with me, in my bed. She’s not much on cuddling (if it’s not on her terms), and this was definitely not on her terms. She screamed, wailed, whined, thrashed her feet, and tried to forcefully remove my arm that was holding her down. Of course, this wasn’t the REAL upset crying as she stopped every five seconds to evaluate my response - which was nothing. I began to sing my made up version of “Hush little baby,” which changes every time because not only can I not remember the original version, but it was always a little boring for my tastes. She quieted down, putting her thumb in her mouth and her Gigi blanky over her eyes. Then, with her extra hand, she reached over her body and squeezed my nose. I kept singing, unaffected. So, she grabbed my nose, this time not letting go. I giggled, she giggled, we giggled. She tenderly brushed a few wisps of hair over my face, and then off again, wrinkling her nose as they tickled. She’d giggle, turning her head so she could escape from the hair she’d unleashed and rub the sensation from her eyes and nose. It was perfect. “It’s time to go to sleep,” I whispered. Her response was to make an “L shape” with her hand and offer me her thumb. We giggled again, and she brought her feet up and stuck her big toe in her mouth. More giggles. She had given up the fight a while back, and laid there being nothing but cuteness.
I thought I wanted her to nap, but this was so much better.
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12 Comments Received
July 23rd, 2008 @6:02 pm
Makes all the whining in the world disappear.. cute post Ash!!
July 23rd, 2008 @6:25 pm
totally adorable ash. awwwhh!
July 23rd, 2008 @6:26 pm
makes me think of … sometimes when we give something up, we find something so much better.
July 23rd, 2008 @6:28 pm
Those are hands down the best moments life can offer. I savor every single one of those I am lucky enough to have. Thanks for sharing and writing it with such poise.
July 23rd, 2008 @8:20 pm
Smooches with my babies are the best.
July 23rd, 2008 @8:41 pm
Aawwww! Too cute!
July 23rd, 2008 @10:16 pm
GAW. I never get stuff like that…too cute.
July 23rd, 2008 @11:10 pm
Amazing how they can change your whole train of thought! I come home in a bad mood from a hard day at work and all that stress dissappears until the next day as soon as my little guy runs up and wants me to pick him up. Very cute story!
July 24th, 2008 @8:05 am
We have to enjoy every moment like that; they go away far too soon…..
July 24th, 2008 @10:08 am
That sounds so adorable, I can totally picture it. My child, not so much the snuggler. Maybe one day though.
July 24th, 2008 @1:33 pm
Awww…that’s so cute.
I do the same with that song. The lyrics change based on whether my kids are actually sleepy or Mommy’s mad. :O) I’ve been overheard singing, “Hush little William shut your mouth…”
July 24th, 2008 @6:08 pm
I’ve been paging through your blog and your daughter is BEEE YOU TEE FULL!!!
One of my daughters only wants to cuddle on her own terms too. I understood that phrase. She has been like that since she was a toddler.
Love all the photos. So sorry about the loss of your friend too. *hugs*
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