For the past twenty years, my husband has kissed me while I’m sleeping before he leaves for work. He tells me he loves to watch me while I’m sleeping, because I look so pretty while I sleep. One time, he said “you look like an angel.”
Over the years, I’ve come to believe him. I honestly and truly believed that I look like a precious, baby angel when I’m asleep.
Sometimes, the sound of him getting ready in the morning will wake me up, but I keep my eyes closed, knowing that at some point, he’ll look over at me with loving eyes and think “look at my beautiful sleeping angel! She’s so angelic with her sweet little angel baby face.”
There have been times where I’ve seen a baby sleeping and I’ve thought to myself “Aww, that’s probably exactly how I look when I’m sleeping. No wonder Tony can’t stop kissing me in the mornings!”
A few months ago, I drove with friends to Vegas. On the way home, I fell asleep in the car. Lucky everyone in the car, getting to see The Sleeping Baby Angel. I woke up to the sound of silent laughter. “What is going on!?” I demanded to know, as I wiped the drool from my face. (precious baby drool.) They eventually fessed up to taking photos of me while I was sleeping.
I wasn’t prepared for what I was about to see.
I stared at the photo while they all laughed and I was all “you guys do not understand, I AM KIND OF DEVASTATED RIGHT NOW.” I then went on to tell them the story of Sleeping Baby Angel.
Everyone laughed so hard because HA HA HA YOU THOUGHT YOU LOOKED LIKE A SLEEPING BABY ANGEL HA HA HAHA.
It took a few months to get over the devastation and I’m finally at a place where I can laugh about it and tell the story to other people. And believe me, it makes an AWESOME dinner party story.