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Bad Dream?...Oh Wait, You Were Just Hungry

3/5/2019

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12:30am. VERY early on a Tuesday morning. Cry. Jolted awake. Cry again. Frozen in bed (maybe in some weird way if I don't move, he will go back to sleep?). Cry, cry, and cry again. Heart sinks to my stomach as the realization hits that he's not going to go back to sleep without some kind of assurance. Moan. "Hey, maybe since the husband just came to bed, he wouldn't mind rescuing the crying baby??" As this thought began to sound better and better, just as I was about to share my thoughts out loud, my conscious came back to me. I'm a stay-at-home mom now! Which means, I now have the perks of being the one to climb out of my warm cocoon to stamper down the hall to rescue the crying baby so that the Hubby can get his rest for his long day at work that's ahead of him. 

Begrudgingly, I climb out of my warm cocoon, wipe the sleepies away from my eyes, and head down the dark hallway. Open the crying baby's door, walk in, and shut the door to the dark room. Pick him up, hug him tightly, and begin rocking him back to sleep. Rock, sing, yawn, rock, sing. yawn. Finally after 15 minutes or so, he fell asleep on me. I carefully lay him back down in his crib, carefully open and close the door. Carefully walk back down the dark hallway, back to my warm cocoon. Sighed a sigh of relief as I get ready to fall back to sleep. Just as I was about to fall asleep...

Cry. Open one eye. Cry. Open the other eye. Cry. Wait a few minutes with both eyes open. Cry, cry, cry. Moan, moan, moan. Reluctantly climb out of the bed again at 1:07am, this time I'm bringing back up...aka bottle. Dragging my feet down the hallway, I open the door, pick him up, and start feeding him. Before the bottle is finished, he falls back to sleep. I VERY carefully put him back to bed. VERY carefully open and close the door. VERY carefully walk back down the hallway to my bed. Climb in and anxiously wait to see if there will be a third time...next thing I knew, it was 7:45am. YES! It worked!

But you know, as much as it was an inconvenience to my sleep time, I was very thankful for those moments. I got to be the one to rescue the crying baby. I got to be the one to comfort him. I got to be the one to sing and pray over him. I got to be the one to hold him in my arms and kiss his hands and forehead. I got to be the one to snuggle him back to sleep. Which makes that hour of wasted sleep SO worth it!
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Isn't it ironic that after sleeping all night for weeks, that he would wake up on the morning of my first day of being a stay-at-home mom? Nothing like getting what I asked for, huh!

Besides, I got to wake up to this beautiful sight this morning...   
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Evan link
9/22/2021 11:45:41 pm

Great post, thanks for sharing it.

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    Hi, my name is Rayann Baker. I am a wife and a mom to our wonderful son and to 4 cats. 

    My passions in life are God, my family, and following God's will for my life. 

    My favorite hobbies are growing my relationship with God, taking care of my family, and dreaming of our farm goals on our land.

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