Suddenly I could hear the baby crying over the black and white video monitor. Even though I heard him crying I continued to lay in bed with my pink fuzzy eye mask on. I knew that last night was my husband's turn, so that meant he would go take care of our son. It worked well like this on a Friday because soon I would have to get up and get ready for school. I heard him beginning to shift in bed as he prepared to get out of bed. I didn't dare move in case he asked me to get up this one time. I would gladly do so, but I really wanted some more sleep. I then heard him sit up and then mumble in a groggy tone, "I guess I'm up."
I listened to him exit the room and then I desperately tried to fall back into a deep slumber. As I tried to sleep I could hear my husband walk into our son's room. I could hear him talking to the baby, but I was trying so hard to sleep I wasn't really listening. At this point it was just back round noise to help me sleep. I heard him exit the room. I knew he must have our son and being heading to the living room to watch Little Bill with him. It was a morning ritual for the two of them.
I must have laid there for at least forty minutes trying to sleep again, but I was beginning to realize it just wasn't going to happen. I shifted onto my back and began to work up the gumption to get up. I heard my husband come back into the bedroom. I peeked out from the bottom of my pink sleep mask without touching it. My husband was standing there in his sleep shirt and briefs staring at me with an exhausted look on his face. I removed my mask and tossed it on the side table beside me. I didn't bother to really look because the mess on my side table disturbed me. I really needed to clean it, but compared to other things I needed to do it just didn't rank that high on my list.
"Do you want to spend some time with your son before you get ready for school," my husband asked in a hopeful voice.
I thought about teasing him briefly, but decided it was to early for that. "Sure."
"Thank God. I can get more sleep. He was up a lot last night."
I suddenly felt bad. I began to regret not getting up to get our son when I heard him earlier. I should have let my husband sleep a little. If I had known I wouldn't have stayed in bed. I began to get up as my husband climbed back into bed.
"When are you getting ready for school?"
"Not till 8:45."
"I get another thirty minutes sleep."
I just nodded as I left the room. Upon exiting the room I quickly realized that Benjamin was back in his crib and close to freaking out. I hastened my pace a little as I headed to my son's room. I saw him lying on his back diagnoly facing the window. He saw me peek over the side of his crib and a big smile crept across his face. His smile always made my day. My heart warmed at the site of it. He reached his arms up as if to tell me that he wanted to be picked up. I smiled at him and picked him up. One of his small arms landed on my shoulder. He held himself up as he looked around his small room. His focus was on the white double doors of his room. I had a suspicion he could hear the tv in the living room.
Once in the living room I sat on the brown lazy boy recliner. I could see his pink bottle sitting on the tall lamp next to me. The lamp was boxed in shape and had three shelves. The top shelf had his bottle, a minuature bottle of wine that would probably never be opened, empty coke cans, and the one wine glass from our wedding that didn't break. The second shelf had the wooden box my husband made for me with his love letter safely tucked inside, a empty pringles can, our wedding rubber ducks, and the baby thermoter. The last shelf had his baby proofing supplies that would soon be used as our son was close to crawling now. Ben reclined in my arms and the two of us watched the rest of Little Bill together.
At some point he fell asleep in my arms. I let him cuddle in my arms until my morning alarm on my phone went off. I had just recently replaced my old phone with a new Samsung Galaxy S3. When it went off I put the recliner back in the uncomfortable position as I liked to think of it and slowly got up trying hard not to wake the baby. I then placed him in his crib and covered him with his knitted blanket. We only put knitted blankets in his crib because he could breathe through the blanket. I then walked back to the bedroom.
My husband slowly opened his eyes. I told him that Ben was napping and he could continue to sleep. I then turned the monitor back on and my husband rolled over and went to sleep. I walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet like I did every morning. When I was done I got up and stood there for minute and debated about showering. I decided not to as I had showered the night before. I then turned to the sink and brushed my teeth. I then went back to the bedroom and grabbed some black yoga pants and put them on. I picked out a navy blue t shirt and black sweater and put them on as well after I applied my dove powder scented deodrant. I then sprayed some cheap vanilla scented body spray on and then went to my side of the bed and took my pills.
I was now ready for just another routine day in my life.
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