Chris has several different quirks other than his ability to put a smile of my face.
He likes to joke around and make me laugh, yes, but he is always up to something. He is always going through these new phases that that interrupts the flow of things.
For instance, his first phase started at age three, when he would jump out of his toddler bed and into mine and fall back to sleep. This started at exactly three and a half years old. I remember the night, perhaps, because I was awake thinking that the man who had such a profound existence my life in so many ways up until now, that I met him on 63rd street and Lexington Ave this day in 2007 and it just so happened to be the same day as Christophers half birthday.
It was 3 am and next thing I knew Chris jumped up on top of his toddler bed and started bouncing up and down. I got up from my bed and said “heyyy, what’s going on?” and he jumped on me and started laughing and and hugged me so tight. I said “okay go to bed” and I put him on his bed and he would not stay on his bed. He would squirm in between my arms so I let him sleep with me that night, and I swear! Every single night at 3 am for the next 3 months he would bolt out of his bed into my bed. I used to carry him back to his bed, but he would just wake up 30 minutes later and come back onto my bed. He would go straight to sleep. It would be so hard because he would push me to the edge of my bed at first. I had to put my head on my nightstand some nights. I didn’t want to wake him AT ALL!
Well like I mentioned above. That only lasted three months, but he regressed some months, and it turned into crying and screaming at 3 am for a couple months. Recently, he’s been sleeping through the night, but it’s only been a couple of nights. Which is the reason for this post.
I realized that Chris has some quirks that turn into a phase because it seizes for a time then returns and then it seizes again. He’s going through a few right now, but I won’t get into those. This one quirk though, that I hope never returns… is one for the books.
This one quirk is quite similar to the one I mentioned above. In fact all of it is alike except for this one part. Which is unique, but so Chris-like — I wonder what i would be like to be Christopher.
So he’s sleeping in my full sized bed for time being until I get him a twin sized bed. He outgrew his Toddler bed. So it’s late at night right, like 3 am lets say, and Chirs wakes up. He’s not crying… yet, but he’s nudging my head. So I wake up and say, “hey baby, what’s going on?” He begins to pull my arm. I try to give him a hug but he pushes me away. Okay, I think. What does he want? He’s not crying, Thank G-d, but he keeps touching my head. I don’t get it. I get up to turn on the light and look at him. He’s happy. I grab my phone from the nightstand to check the time. I sit down on my bed as I started to read my notifications, and he pushes me away which his hand and begins to whine. “What?? you don’t want to sit??” I put my phone back on the night stand “Fine. Let’s go to sleep.” I go to lay down and he begins to wine again. and pushes me with his hand. I got up to use the bathroom and I stayed there for a little bit. I was half asleep. I was enjoying some me-time. I go back to the room. I must have been in there for fifthteen minutes and I check on him and he is sound asleep.
The next nightHe did the same thing. He woke me up by picking my head up by putting his hand under my neck and pulling it up. I’m not gonna lie I was a little mad. I shouldn’t have to keep waking up at 3 am for my child that is now 6 years old! But that’s life G-d chose for me.
He did this for like 3 nights in a row. Last night and this night he slept through the night.
OH! let me tell you about the extended daytime version of this fiasco. Wherever he is. Whether it be my room or the living room, he will push me out, or do this one cute thing to make me laugh (he has the best sense of humor)-he would grab me by the hand like he taking me somewhere and then he will lead me to the hallway and turn around and push me a little bit with a smile on his face because I know what time it is. HE WANTS THE ROOM TO HIMSELF!!! He would kick me out of my own room just to be alone! Then if I’m sitting in the living room-thats too close for him. We could be 4 feet apart and he would still whine and complain from his comfy spot until I leave. I do check on him though, and he sees me. He does weird sh-t. Like sit under my chair and look under it. And he’s look at me with eyes full of wisdom like he’s saying, “Let me examine this chair in peace.”
I hope this is just a phase. I left Chris alone in the room and he does some dangerous stuff. Like look out the window with his tablet of the window sill. luckily he can’t open the window or that thing will go flying.
I realized, well, he is a Pisces and Pisces do like to be left alone– But that’s according to my knowledge of astrology.
Below is an image of Christopher when he began to laugh and smile and play again after his two top teeth fell out. He was a miserable child for about two and half weeks because he couldn’t understand what was going on with his teeth and why it hurt for him to chew.
Shiny Red Apples 🍎 