We started out a little rough this morning. I woke up to the radio being a little too loud, with the story of some old people playing in a band, and with the start of the sound clips there was a loud drum crash and a, "I feel good....". That got Isaac stirring. Then the dog came in the room and started whining, which woke him right up. I tried to get him back to sleep nursing him, but he was restless so we got out of bed a full hour earlier than normal. Things were okay to start, but about 20 minutes later, Isaac's lack of sleep started to show, and so did mine. He was whining and fussing and signing to nurse. I figured he was just hungry, but he refused to eat. So I figured I'd sit at the PC and read my e-mails and he could nurse there. That lasted about 2 minutes until the desk prove to be too fascinating for him to just look at. I gave up and decided to make some breakfast, yogurt fruit smoothies. Isaac was not happy about this. He clung to my pants crying and signing to nurse (again) and refusing to eat the pieces of banana I was offering him. I was getting very frustrated. I thought, "maybe we just need to sit down and eat" I sat down at the table and gave him some of the smoothie and a few Cheerios. I was hoping that might do the trick, but after a few minutes he was done. He started signing "all done" and asking to nurse. "FINE" I thought. I took him out of the chair, cleaned him off and begrudgingly brought him to the bedroom to lay down to nurse. As we laid down, I felt really irritated, I just want to get some stuff done, that way we can get out of the house and enjoy the nice day, why does he have to be so fussy! Then we snuggled up on the bed, and I thought, that radio really isn't that loud. Then low and behold, that same story came back on, it was a movie review about a documentary of some elderly people who started a chorus, signing rock song. It was a really moving story, and brought some tears to my eyes. Then as the story was ending Isaac's little hand came up to my face, and he was rubbing the palm of his hand on my nose, very gently, and then he drifted off to sleep. All the irritation and aggravation just drained from me, with a few deep breathes. My baby is sleeping, the dog is outside and not barking and I have a chance to sit at the PC and right my story down.
Uh oh the dog is starting to bark. I swear, never a moments rest! LOL Oh and Isaac's up.