When No One is Watching

When Isaiah & I got home tonight from his Nana & Papa's house, he was still very sleepy (after taking a nap during the long ride home).  So I put him down in his crib.  I patted his back and rubbed his head and sang to him.  Usually when I do this for awhile, he will relax, I can walk away, and he will go to sleep.  Tonight if I stopped touching him or singing, he wailed.  The tired tormented kind of wails.  I knew he would go to sleep eventually, but I didn't want to leave him.  So while his head was turned the other way, I stopped mommying him and ducked down onto the floor next to his crib.  I listened to his cries as they got lighter.  Then I pulled up a little portion of his bumper and peeked inside.  He was so cute.  He cried a little then sniffled then cried.  Every once in awhile he would open his eyes & then close them again.  What an amazing thing to be able to sneak a glimpse into his world without his knowing...  Everyone is different when no one is watching.  Even babies.