My mommy dream come true

Ever since I was pregnant (and probably well before that) I've always dreamed of snuggling with my little baby - bringing him into our big bed and cozying up close and falling asleep peacefully until the morning comes.  Well that dream proved to be more of an unrealistic fantasy with our little one; when Emmett was smaller he was such a loud sleeper that we had him in his own room after a few weeks!  He's always slept better on his own, and truthfully I knew we would too, even though a small part of me still longed to hug his little frame and hear him breathe sleepy breaths. 

As of yesterday there had not been one. single. time that Emmett had slept in our bed with us.  Oh, we've tried it before.  It failed each time.  He always wanted to play and roll around and be silly.  So we ended up just getting up with him instead.  I had grown used to the fact that he's not a cuddle-bug.  But apparently, I had not given up on the idea all together...

This morning I awoke to Emmett on the monitor at 5:45 a.m.  A little early for my taste, I'm much happier with a 7:00 a.m. wake up call.  But he was crying pretty hard, which is unusual for him so I went in to check it out.  There he was, lying down, crying, still obviously tired.  So I rubbed his back for a couple of minutes and attempted to leave.  FAIL.  He caught me as I reached the door.  So I went back to back rubbing and kept at it for much longer this time, convinced that if I stayed he'd fall asleep and I'd be assured another 45 minutes of sleep or so.  It's amazing what the promise of more sleep will make me believe!

After what felt like 30 minutes, but was probably more like ten, Emmett just stood up in the crib.  My heart sank, and my head's ringing with the thought, You're not going back to sleep now, unless you take drastic measures!  So I picked him up and laid him down on the guest bed in his room and lay down next to him.  He didn't fight it, surprisingly, so I kept up the dream and pulled him in close and I cherished the experience.  I didn't have a camera on me so I took the liberty of recreating the dream I'd been expecting on Emmett's magna-doodle:

This lasted for all of one minute.

After that, he turned his limbs on super-high-activation mode and wiggled into just about every position I could have ever imagined a little body could contort into.  Oh, he was cuddled in close all right, a little too close if you want to know the truth.  I mean, I'm the first to admit I'm desperate for a little baby cuddle, but mama's gotta get to sleep too, right? 

Instead, here's where we end up after a few minutes of "getting comfortable"...

 

Oh, hey yeah that is his hand in my face.  Not an exaggeration.   Dude had his hands all up in my face.  His little blankie was completely covering his entire head, so he probably didn't think I would mind a little hand up the nose.  Nah, good times, Mom!

This little guy did fall asleep, probably for about 30 minutes, which I was happy about.  I probably slept for less than ten, but it was a true zonked-out sleep.  So I guess that means my mommy dream came true this morning.  And it was really only like 30% nightmare-ish. 

PS.  Also, I was totally inspired to draw these "draw-rings" because of a hilarious blog called Crappy Pictures.  Click that link to read a funny post complete with awesome stick figure drawings!