Jamez cried for 12 hours the other day. It might not have been so terrible, but it was my sister-in-law's birthday the night before and I hadn't gotten much sleep that night either. Then he got sick and cried from midnight until noon. I remembered someone telling me that God makes babies so cute so you don't kill them old people so ugly so it's not so hard to let them go. Well, I was almost about to throw my son out the window when he finally fell asleep. I watched in disbelief, then settled in for a little nap with him. I thought for sure that he would be out for a least a couple of hours... oh I was wrong! 20 minutes! That was it. Just as I was falling into a much needed deep restfull slumber he woke up. I was horrified, exhausted, and pissed off. I knew I couldn't handle another 12 hours of screaming... I looked at him and he gazed back at me with those perfect blue eyes and smiled. It was like a wave of happiness, releif, and energy came rushing into my whole being and I knew it would all be ok. I didn't even remember being tired or upset. Thank God for beautiful smiles from perfect little angels.
