The last few days have been stressful and made many times more stressful with Nooriya constantly screaming. She alternates between loud and very loud.
Yesterday started off like most days waking up very early to Nooriya screaming. After a whiny morning routine of changing clothes, brushing teeth and breakfast, we went upstairs where Nooriya tried to help folding the laundry.
This morning was different. She climbed onto my bed and under the covers. Lying down she's only about 1/5 the length of the bed so she's this tiny person in a giant bed. "Abba! Sleep, abba!" Ok, sure. I'd love to lie down actually, though I'm thinking to myself, "I would have loved some actual sleep a few hours ago."
Pretend sleeping ended up being a 45 minute game most of the time with Nooriya about 2 inches from my face. Every sentence she'd say would start and end with abba just to soften me up a little extra, "Abba, I'm standing abba". It was great; it melted away the stress of the last few days and was worth all the screaming. No actual sleeping though:)
Despite how hard it is sometimes, I love being home. I'm confident that I won't ever need reminding, but just in case...I love being home.
Sunday, February 05, 2012
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