Today was the one day this week with nothing scheduled, so my body chose to have another crappy day. While I appreciate that I haven’t had to be very sick at all when we’re having company or when we are company, I could deal with a day off of everything, sickness included.
I wasn’t super faint or barfy or anything, just a bit dizzy and generally off. Just the kind of day that everyone has once in a while. Its just so very different than my pregnancy with Dekker, it throws me for a bit of a loop! People truly aren’t kidding when they say every pregnancy is different. They can be polar opposites!
So I accomplished virtually nothing. I forgot to eat breakfast but when Dekker got up at about noon-ish, I ate my breakfast with him. I didn’t do any dishes or any tidying, and I don’t even remember putting on deodorant. Also, since we’ve been trying to meal plan, I realized that I hadn’t worked in our weekly Subway date, so I texted Brady and he agreed that subs for supper would be great. No prep for me.
But I thought I’d describe to you guys the best part of my day. I may have in the past but it seems to change every night. I used to joke that I would force my children to snuggle with me every day, and I never had to fight for it! Dekker snuggles are the best. So here’s a breakdown of the order of events on bedtime cuddles with Dekker.
Dekker lays on my chest, chewing the corner of his blanket, and watching Brady filling up his humidifier from our bathtub tap.
The second Brady leaves, Dekker perks up and gets his playful, mischievous look.
Dekker takes his forehead and presses it against the bridge of my nose as hard as he possibly can.
I shake my head around and he laughs and laughs. And we play again. And again. Until it hurts.
I turn my head away so he slips a little, and I take the opportunity to kiss him and nibble him all up.
He finds the corner of his blanket again and offers me the corner to chew.
I chomp the corner a couple of times to humor him.
Dekker puts his index finger in his mouth and really gums it up.
He rubs his wet finger all over my face trying to put it in my mouth to “share.” So generous.
I laugh uncontrollably, to a point where he’s almost sliding off of my. I desperately try to keep him on me.
Dekker takes a rest and lays his head down on my chest, facing me.
I hum “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.” I stop humming.
He looks up and starts humming to me, so I hum the song again.
We play the nose/forehead game until Brady came back and took baby to bed.
And somehow, now I felt better.