It’s 3am. Our bedroom is directly below the girls’ room and the floors are squeaky as hell so if one gets out of bed, it wakes me up… I can also tell if the squeaks head to the bathroom so I don’t worry about making the trek across the family room and up into the main part of the house where the girls, Lil Mama, and Tia Clara sleep.
But when the girls need me they knock on the floor. So after listening to movements above for about 5 minutes, a quiet tapping came from above. I gave a little knock back in response and made my way up.
Snug was having an incessant runny nose and her throat was dry and scratchy. Fall allergies are no joke this year. We slathered some breathe essential oil on her chest and feet and blew her nose about 15 times. The snot was never ending… She asked for honey and lemon and cold water so we made our way to the dining room, Snug clutching a selection of titles from her Nat Geo little kids magazine collection, and I continued to the kitchen to prepare the honey lemon concoction, some ice water, and a mini banana chocolate chip muffin for good measure.
But I knew the real reason we were there together at 3 am, sitting at the table reading the animal facts and playing the sounds and word games and puzzles together, all the while scraping the bowl of the honey and lemon soothing her throat and cough.
Uninterrupted time. Just the two of us together. Unplanned and in the dead of night when it feels like we are the only two people in the world. And I was soaking it up too.
Snug and I have had these nights occasionally since moving to a bigger house where we have room to be awake in the wee hours without disturbing anyone. Usually a stuffy or runny nose is the culprit of the wakefulness but we have developed this ritual in the dining room to make the most of it.
See if I wake at 3am I’m going to be up for a minute… It’s the time where my brain just flourishes. And seeing Snug engage so deeply in her magazines, asking a ton of questions spurring us onto learning something else in the dead of night, reminded me of me!
So after some light reading about monarch butterflies and seal pups, a yawn and a thumb lazily making its way into Snug’s mouth were my ques to make our way to bed again.
So I tucked her all snuggly back in her bed. Ity never even flinched, sound asleep… And I made my way back across the silent house.
So here I am, wide awake needing to write my way back into dreams. It’s working. I’m fading fast and will sleep a couple more hours before starting the day. Luckily Lil Mama is making Sunday breakfast, waffles and bacon yumminees. Mr. Sir will put on the coffee. The girls may sleep in. I know Snug will. I have been hearing little sounds of an occasional toy dropping above me since I left her an hour ago.
It’s been quiet for a while now though. She’s found her way back into the realm of sleep. I’m close behind, sweet Snug. Maybe we’ll meet inside a lovely, just before dawn, dream.