Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Why, yes, that does ring a bell
I thought it was funny and charming, and it's got lovely illustrations. But I didn't fully appreciate the genius of it.
Because Jordan slept.
I would read to him, rock him and sing him a little song or two, and then put him in his crib. He would promptly stick his thumb in his mouth, put his little butt up in the air, and fall asleep. And then he slept.
My daughter, on the other hand. She's a sleep-wrecking lunatic.
She's never wanted to go to bed. And now she's gotten clever. It's not just screaming in protest.
Now after stories, after her older brother is fast asleep, it is, "Mama! I'm hungweeee! I'm hungweee!" So I will get her a drinking yogurt and she'll take a couple sips and be all yeah, thanks, great. That was refreshing and now I'm done.
"Now I need another story."
(NO? DID YOU SAY NO?)
"I'm hot! I'm hot! I'M HOOOOOT! I need new pajamas!" We change pajamas.
"I need socks! Socks! Not these socks! I want to choose my own! There's only one pink one!"
(WHERE IS THE OTHER PINK SOCK THESE ARE THE ONLY SOCKS I CAN POSSIBLY WEAR!)
I talk her into one pink and one other color. We get back into bed.
"I'm scared of the dark!"
"Honey, that's why you have a nightlight."
"But it makes shadows and I'm scared of the shadows!"
Sometimes, I tell you, I am pretty sure I myself am not going to make it.
And then sometimes she will get up at night. After stringing bedtime out until 10:00 pm Friday night, she was up at 2:00 am. She had a cough. Then she needed milk. "MILKEEEEE!" Nick got her milk.
She needed...I don't know. Attention. She was just awake. And awake and awake. She wriggled. She hummed. Drummed her feet on me. Shoved her skull against Nick's. Patted my cheeks.
"You are killing me, India." I said this. "Please go to sleep. I love you but you're killing me."
To let Nick sleep, I took her back to her bed and crawled in with her. It was one thing and another. I think we fell asleep around 5:00 am.
At some point that afternoon India looked at me and said, "Mama, remember last night? When I was killing you?"
Yes, my darling. Yes, I do.