It's fiscal year end at work so I'm home later than usual, which means Jason has been putting Aubrey to bed (if mommy is home, it's mommy she wants), and which usually means that she stays there through the night better than other nights. Last night was an exception to this rule, however, and Aubrey came padding into our room at 4:15am. Usually when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she wants to rock in the rocking chair or have me hold her for a few minutes and then tuck her in. This morning, however, was different: she wanted to lay down in "daddy's bed" (apparently, it's not mommy's bed - the same is usually said for the house, little bugger). Daddy was already taking up more than half of the bed so this meant Aubrey took the next quarter, and mommy took the last quarter, if it can be called that - my bum may have been hanging over the mattress for all I know. To her credit, Aubrey lay down and was relatively calm, just twirling her hair and being quiet for awhile. After a few minutes, though, she began squirming. Nothing too crazy, nothing that would disturb daddy's sleep, but just a steady kind of kick, kick, kick, with her footed pajamas. Right into mommy's pregnant belly. First this was mostly irritating because it was completly preventing me from going back to sleep (not like that was really going to happen anyhow), but after a few minutes, the baby started squirming and kicking like crazy in my tummy. He was totally kicking her back! This went on for a good 20 minutes, with both my current and future child squirming and essentially kicking one another, without even realizing it. The person who DID realize it was ME, but by that point I had given up on falling back asleep and decided to just enjoy the 'moment' for what it was.
5.12.2014
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