I have just done my usual ritual before bed, I have gone in and checked my babies, tonight they are both asleep by the time I decide to head to bed.
I tuck them in, stroke their foreheads and give them one last kiss for the day, some would say this is crazy, you may disturb them, but for me I feel such importance, that they know Mummy is there.
As I stand in between my babies, I look at them sleeping so peacefully, let’s be honest it is the best part of any parents day, when their children sleep looking like mini Angels.
As I look across at Addy she is laying very peacefully, smiling a little, this is rare as she is such a restless sleeper, it makes me smile thinking she must be dreaming something lovely, not sure what, I mean was does a 16 month old dream of ?
I turn to the other side to look at my handsome little man, as always he lays there restful but with no emotion on his face, Grayson obviously has no communications with us, even body language through his emotions can be hard to see, must all be controlled in the same area of the brain, but as I stand there I pray he dreams, I pray he has the most wonderful escape from his everyday reality, I wonder can he dream ? Does he dream and if so are his dreams our every days, does he dream “But Mummy why can’t I have Chocolate for Dinner ” or “Addy that’s my toy give it back” – does he dream of jumping on his bed, running in the park, sliding down a slide, or just enjoying a nice roast dinner.
I can only hope so, I hope when my little boy closes his eyes, just like me he escapes to a reality which is fun and free of any pain.