At least until Dani came along. Sleeping with Dani is a lot like signing up to be in a UFC fight while you are in a coma. She kicks. She hits. She pushes. And she has had some of the weirdest sleep habits ever. As a baby, she used to fall asleep with her hand in my mouth, holding onto my teeth. I don't even know how that ever started, but it's true.
But, as odd as that was, it didn't compare to what came next.
There you are, snuggled against your tiny, sweet little daughter. All quiet and peaceful. You roll over with your back to this little angel, and the next thing you know, she starts jamming her feet down the back of your pants! She tries to use your crack as a foot warmer! And when I say jams, I mean jams! This is not a gentle thing. It is abusive and weird!
But it gets even weirder. Owen now does the same thing!?! Who knew using cracks as a foot warmer was a genetic trait?! Granted, he isn't as abusive about it as Dani is.
I used to think it must be nice as a momma Kangaroo to have a safe little pouch to tuck your babies into for safe keeping. But not so much anymore.
Yeah, she was sleeping like that. |
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