Yesterday night at 2...

Yesterday night at 2...

It must about 2 am when Nephy woke up crying, rather screaming. Nothing

unusual, this is something that happens every single night. She usually calms down when I

give her her milk bottle. The time taken to mix up her drink (milk) is directly proportional

to her screams. The lesser the time taken, the lesser the screams. The greater the time

taken, the screams could get well beyond 20,000 decibels... tats unbearable. I am the

probably the fastest in the feat, and Anto.... (He would have to speak for himself)

Yesterday was no ordinary night. Her milk bottle didn't work its magic. She cried and

cried, pointing to the living room. Then we came to the living room. I tried to get her

back to sleep, but no good. The usual methods, the rocking, the walking, the

aaa-aaa-aa song, nothing worked. The crying and the confusing signs that she did

just went on and on.

Atlas, my mom-in-law thought of the last thing that she was playing with last night.

It happened to be my stitching kit and all the threads inside. It was then brought out,

and she happily grabbed it and asked every one of us to sit down with her and play.

You must have seen that big grin on her face then. Unbelievably, BIG!!

At 3:00, I slipped into my bedroom, leaving Nephy and her grandma to play. It must be

around 4, when she came back crying into the bedroom. Then the milk-bottle kinda

worked its magic. After finishing her milk, she sat up on the bed and kept staring into

my face for a good while. I slowly eased her into bed and patted her back gently and

before I knew, she drifted off to sleep.

Silly female! Play with threads in the middle of the night! How many days were you

planning this silly game!

She is playing with it right now, as am writing... wonder what tonight holds....