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Sweet Sleeping Boy
Isn’t he so cute? My precious little boy. This is an older picture because now his room has a Star Wars theme and the walls are striped blue and gray with a black border and Anakin Skywalker posters everywhere, but I digress. Last night, Jakey came into my room because he had a bad dream. He wanted to sleep with me since Brian was still downstairs. “Of course you can!” I say. He grabs his water cup from his room and jumps into bed with me. He snuggles down, facing me and closes his eyes. Then they pop open and he throws his arms around me and gives me a kiss. Ok, could he be any sweeter? As his eyes close again, I just stare at him. I can see him well because he has to sleep with our door open and the hall light on. The hall that Brian has just put new BRIGHT lightbulbs in this weekend! So, I am staring at him and praying that he will be everything that God plans for him to be. It was one of those mom moments that just warm your heart and make you thankful. I drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, I am awakened to a small hand clobbering me in the face. Whoa! My heart is beating really fast and my nose is stinging. He, on the other hand, is sound alseep! I chuckled to myself and moved his arm back to his side of the bed and fell back to sleep. BAM! Yes, another smack in the face! This time with both hands! My precious mom moments memories are starting to fade! I fall back to sleep and am awaked to yet another attack. At this point, I start to ponder wether he is really asleep, or if he is just taking out his aggression on his lack of a play date that day. Finally, Brian heads upstairs and grabs our boy to put him back in his Star Wars room. When he crawls in bed, I say, “Jake was totally smacking me down while he slept!” To which my wise husband says, “You should know you never face him when you sleep! Roll over!” Now, that seems like basic advice, but at 1am, I wasn’t thinking very clearly. Sometimes I wonder if, when we are feeling beat up by life, there is an easy solution, but we are too tired to ask. I know my prayer life is often disrupted by sleep, and then I fret during the day. God says to pray without ceasing, so maybe I need to engage my brain a little more often in my awake hours and listen to the answers that God is waiting to give me. I’m still thankful for my cutie, Jake. But now I know I can look at his cuteness in my bed, then ROLL OVER!!
