hair raising story!

kabir is pretty much a "i need 8hrs of beauty sleep"baby! he sleeps by 11pm and is up and smiling by 7am. we generally end up sleeping later than him and obviously want to sleep till later too. i mean he sleeps another few hours during the day where as we get to hit the bed only at night! yawn!

when he wakes up usually i open my eyes and turn towards the sound with goodmorning and get greeted by the sweetest smile ever! till i don't do that, all is well and ok. but if i make the mistake of opening my eyes and then trying to go back to sleep, that's that!

first i get gentle pats on my back. if i ignore them for about 30secs my hair gets pulled in one swift and hard jerk. i find it almost impossible to believe that his tiny l'il cute and soft hands can inflict so much pain! aaaarrgghhhh!!

i holler at him saying "Kabir! no pulling mommy's hair!" which is rewarded with another tug till i roll over and pick him up and put him on my tummy! this patting to tugging phase happens even sooner if his daddy and me attempt some morning cuddles! :p

i just wish i could pull his hair and show him how much it hurts! but then once on my tummy, he tries to jump down immediately with that sunshine smile of his. after which he would play by himself for some time! but our sleep long gone by then. sigh!

i swear Cubby, i am gonna pull your hair too next time around! try me!!

aakhir mein bhi tumhaari Maa hoon! ;)

love ya lots!