I begged it to be lying but the screaming continued I rolled around for a few moments and flipped over looking to the other end of my bed. I wondered if eventually if I just left it, um I mean him, alone if someone else would get up to deal with the constant screaming. I closed my eyes and hoped to hear the sound of the angry footsteps leading to my room. I could flip over and pretend I was sleeping as someone else rocked him back into a sleepy trace for the third time tonight. None came and I pressed my hands down on my face and used my feet to pull my blankets off.
I was absolutely sweating. I have this thing about not being able to sleep unless I'm under a thick comforter and so normally I keep y room at a basically freezing temperature but lately it's needed to be warmer lately so every time I climb out from under my covers I'm dripping in sweat. The floors cold and I walk over to the crib peaking in between the bars and all of a sudden as I look over the top the screaming ceases and Elijah smiles up at me. Sometimes I wonder if he doesn't like me and he does this because he knows it pisses me off. I just look at him and he stares back its almost like a completion of facial expressions he smiles and I puff out my cheeks, he laughs and I touch my tongue to my nose, he crinkles his forehead and I crinkle mine then I smile a little bit until I realize he only did this because he was soiling him self, I sigh and pick him up.