February 20, 2013 by mamacravings
At first I thought it was a dream. Slowly, gently a small singing voice lulled me out of a deep sleep.
I glanced at the clock: 3AM. I sleepily gazed at my son. He smiled but didn’t stop his song, “Hush, my little mama. Don’ts you cwry. Eli dunna buys you a mocking bird…”
He twirled my hair in his dimpled fingers and tucked his curly head into the crook of my neck.
“What are you doing, Baby Bear?,” I yawned.
He smiled again as he hummed, “Shhh. Mama, you ‘tan sleep. I gots you.”
Again his song began, soft and sweet. Again I drifted back to sleep slowly, gently, happily.