Midnight Madness (Michael J. Fox, 1980)

Lastnight, my son woke up at least five times between 10 pm and midnight. I don't know what the problem was. He didn't seem to be sick or in pain. Initially, I was not a happy camper. Afterall, Sassy's "me time" usually occurs then. But, when I checked on him, he reached for me and kissed my cheek in the dark. It was the sweetest little touch. So, I held him, rocked him, sang him a song, and laid him down. Of course, he was screaming 10 minutes later. I'm sure the sleep Nazis would kill me for this. But, I stopped fighting it, and brought him to my office. I held him while finishing up a website. After all, how many more opportunities will I have to just cuddle him in the middle of the night? I guess that was all he wanted because when I laid him down this time, he went to sleep for the rest of the night.

It was a sweet sweet time. I could have been my normally cranky self (as I like to be when things interrupt my schedule). But, instead, I just enjoyed the moment and I think we both slept better because of it. So, the next time you're thrown a curve ball, relax, take a breath, and try to find something good in it. It may be one of those midnight blessings in disguise.

Baby Boy (Tyrese Gibson--2001)

An old friend from high school called me today. It was great to catch up and touch base. Of course, some things never change, and it took all of five minutes for her to begin going on about this really attractive guy she knows. I can appreciate a fine man. So, I listened enthusiastically and smiled. This guy even has dredlocks. Anyone that knows Sassy, knows that I have a thing for well kept dreds on a guy. This man was sounding awfully good to me. She finally mentioned his name. Hmmm...why does that name sound so familiar? I kept thinking as she went on about how physically blessed this guy is. I repeated the name in my head, over and over.

Then it hit me! No...it couldn't be...surely, my life is not this "Jerry Springer!" So, I began to ask her questions about this guy until my suspicions were proven correct. He's my brother!!! That's how I know this guy. He's one of the many siblings I have through the "father" that I never see. I had to laugh. I mean seriously...in whose life is something like this considered normal?