Sleeping Babies

This article, entitled Sleeping Babies comes from Jessica Rassette at

Even though it sometimes takes an eternity for both boys to tire of giggles and fall asleep, I still can't help but sneak into their room after the silence settles in. I risk waking them up, but really, I can't help it. Their chubby legs that curl at the knees around a favorite blanket, their wispy eyelashes that flicker with their feathery breaths, tiny nostrils with the tiniest of snores, hands that are growing too big to be called baby hands but will still curl around me when I slip my fingers into a sleeping palm.

Saturday night, Bub and Teebs woke us up with the most frantic of screams. Sharp and raw screams and Tom and I were sure someone was bleeding or sick. But after we scrambled to their room Bub told us between gasps that they had heard an owl. There is a notorious owl that hoots sometimes in the middle of the night. Bub believes he is going to peek in their window with mean yellow eyes, and Teebs just doesn't want to be left out so he gets scared too. The terror ended with Tom climbing in bed with Bub, and a few back strokes later Teebs was calmed down too.

Nobody slept much the rest of the night. I laid in bed alone watching 4am reruns of Dr. Phil, while Bub and Teebs chattered over Tom's warnings to go to sleep. Sunday we were exhausted, but it was a good reminder of what we have coming next month. Lots of sleepless nights full of crying, cooing, and soothing. Sometimes I forget just what is happening in a few more weeks, then I'll get a particularly violent kick rattling my ribs, and I remember, there's a baby in there.

There's a baby in there. We are so close now we get to start really wondering what he's going to look like, what he's going to be like. It's hard to imagine anything other than a Bub or a Teebs. What else could there possibly be? We really have no idea, but we can't wait to find out. I have a yellow sticky note counting down the weeks, every 7 days I get to cross one of the numbers off and we are one digit closer to meeting our newest boy. There really is a baby in there, and there's only 6 more weeks to go.

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About the Author...
Jessica Rassette
I am happiest when I'm with my boys (3 of them, plus my husband), writing, taking photos, laughing, or telling a story.
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