It’s morning. I dont know the time. But I do know that I want to sleep some more.
The lil fellow twists and turns, and i hold him and pat him down, with a silent prayer that he goes back to sleep.
Don’t know if it was 5 minutes later or an hour, but I feel a wetness on my nose. There’s a heaviness on my chest. Something’s crushing my right arm. I try to open my eyes. But someone’s clamped down a gooey palm on the left one. The right eye opens to see another eye blink just millimeters away. Something trickles down my cheek. And I hear a chuckle.
I try to pul him away from my face. He gives out a war cry accompanied by the widest grin I’ve ever seen. And proceeds to gobble up my nose. Then my right cheek. And dives for the eyes. I hold him off. He manages to get entangled in my hair. Tussle and tumble. Push and pull. Yells and yelps. And I break free.
The little fellow was trying to climb over Mommy’s face.