AJ and I have a morning ritual… he wakes up… sometimes as early as 5:30, sometimes as lovely as 6:30. He cries. I muster ever inch of myself and get out of bed, and futz around with my robe, just trying to get it on during the walk from my room to his. I open his door and say “Good morning, Baby” and kiss him on the forehead and pick him up. He fusses a little and then lays his head down on my shoulder. We go downstairs, in the dark, walk to the fridge, look away from the light while I feel around for his bottle. I grab it, he sees it a gets anxious. We walk to the couch, get settled and he sucks down the milk like he hasn’t had a drink for three days. When he’s finished, he rolls onto his tummy, tucks his hands under him, and falls asleep on my shoulder. And we lay there, as the sun rises. Sometimes (especially if this is happening at 5:30) I fall back asleep. Most times, I just sit there, enjoying my time with him, and eventually thinking about my day, and all there is to do, all I probably wont get done… and at around 6:50 I start thinking that I should really wake him up and start getting ready so I can get to work on time. But I have a very hard time waking my sweet baby that has found sleepy comfort on me.
This morning, I turned on the TV… hoping that Moose & Zee would wake him up. No luck. At 7am I decided since I wasnt waking him, I might as well get an Ellen watched. For this ep, she started off by calling people down from the audience to play musical chairs. I cant remember what music they started playing but as soon as it came on, AJ shot up, and still facing me, started dancing. His eyes werent even open all the way! The music stopped (cause like I said, they were playing musical chairs) and he turned towards the tv and pointed, and then the music started again and he was grooving again. It made me laugh out loud. The way he cant help but jam when the musics plays may be my favorite thing about him right now.