Better Late then never

I wrote this one June 3rd and never posted it. Oops

For the first time Ever in Sophia’s little life she came into my room and asked to sleep in my bed. At first I was slightly annoyed because Matthew had just woke me up on his trip to bed, (opening the loudest door on the face of the earth, doing a flip/summer sault into bed while holding a flash light shined directly onto my face and then adjusting the himself and the blankets to get everything just right like his life depended on it..)

But then I remembered Sophia was never a co-sleeper, so this would be nice.
I mean, when she was tiny she slept with me but when she was only a few months old (maybe 6 months) she went into her crib because she slept better there.
Emma, however, slept in my bed until she was 3. 

So Sophia came in and said “Can I lay here” and snuggled up next to me. She apparently brought her baby space heater with her because holy crap it was hot once she got there. She also kept touching her feet to my leg which drives me mental at night time. I kept scooching over and would slide the blanket between my leg and her feet and not 1 minutes later here comes those sneaky feet … seriously kid, stop touching my legs! 

I also have to mention at  1am while you are looking at your sweet baby snuggled up next to you and your heart is about to burst with joy and love….. the darkness starts to do crazy things.
Sophia’s face started to morph into alien like craziness. I was not sure if her eyes were open or closed. “Is she looked at me right now? Is my soul safe?” At one point I got pretty spooked and had to talk myself into not running away.  “This is your daughter; it is only the darkness making her look strange your eyes are playing tricks on you. This is NOT an imposter child who is waiting until you fall asleep to murder you. Nor is this a case of an alien stealing her body”
I’m not gunna lie, I was tempted to go check her bed to make sure the real Sophia was not sound asleep there.  After I talked myself off the crazy train I started to get comfortable and fall asleep and then Sophia rolled over and used her right elbowed to attack my eye socket. And her left hand to smack my face. :/

 Waking up in the morning was nice, Getting out of bed grabbing my work clothes and hearing over my shoulder “Mom!?” In the little kid sleepy voice of hers. I told her to go back to sleep and she laid back down snuggled up under the blanket and looked so tiny and cute.
I guess all the scariness was worth it for that one moment of heart exploding cuteness