I rub my feet together as I fall asleep.
It’s a self-soothing thing, kind of like how some people suck their thumb or bite their nails or how Harrison used to make this noise at the bottom of his throat.
It’s not a big rub & it’s not something I do against anyone else, but just my own little feet rubbing against each other. It calms me.
On Sunday afternoon, Harrison was napping in his room and I was napping in ours & it had only been an hour when he stumbled blearily to my bedside with a whimper. He had been so sick that week and had no nap on Saturday, so I was surprised to see him. Wordlessly, he climbed over me & snuggled down into the pillows & sheets beside me. I laid down beside him & felt his little feet.
rub, rub, rub.
I couldn’t believe it. Where did he learn that? When did he start? We never coslept, so it can’t be a learned habit. But it’s a signature move of his momma & I realize that while the rest of the world only sees Doug in him, I find myself more often than not.
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I have always shook my foot when I was falling asleep, something I inherited from my own Momma, who I look nothing like. Funny how things work.
don’t you love that. so many see my husband in my son, but there are so many similarities with me and easton that i see. love those little inner tendencies. almost more precious than the looks.
Aww my husband does the same thing and so does my son
so sweet
Too funny; I do the same thing. When I was a child I remember laying in bed kicking the wall because I didn’t want to go to bed. Now that we’ve moved my daughter (this past weekend) into her “big girl bed” I’ve heard “thump, thump, thump” the past 3 nights on her wall- one peek at the baby monitor & I could confirm she was in her bed kicking the wall & yelling that she didn’t want to go to bed. I hope she doesn’t inherit more of my bad habits…
And isn’t it precious when you notice these things, the telltale signs that he is yours, that you are in him, your breath catching at the mysterious wonder of it all.
Separately, when I rub my feet together they sound like paper. Sister is need of some serious soakage.
That is so sweet…and I know what you mean. I love those little moments where I see some of my quirks/traits come out in my boys.
When I was still working at the station I would see myself on camera and see a little expression I would make and it would be an expression just like Charlotte. Then I would realize it was her expression that was just like mine.
Awww, I love this. I keep seeing my mannerisms in my little girl and it startles me … but in a good way.
Callista inherited my thumb-sucking/satin-edged-blanket-rubbing combo habit, & I haven’t done that since I was a kid. Genetics are SO COOL.
I like to wedge one big toe from one foot between my big toe and second toe of the other foot as I fall asleep and Henry will do the exact same. It is so weird to think something like that is inherited.
My daughter sleeps with her arm under her head just like I do. It’s something she’s done since she was about 3 months old and does it to this day. Cracks me up.
I LOVE that stuff! Both my sons (3 and 1.5) sleep with their legs crossed like a man and their hands behind their heads just like my husband does. I have pictures of it via the video monitor. Now to just capture a pic of the hubby doing it….
How very sweet.
I truly believe that some traits are just inherent (and inherited). Do yourself a favor and listen to Mark Cohen’s “The Things We’ve Handed Down.” Make sure you have Kleenex handy.
I’m so glad I’m not the only person that does this! oh & my feet CANNOT be under the covers. Every other part of my body must be snuggled up nice & warm, but the piggies must roam free. The child also does this!
My husband always rubs his feet together when settling into sleep, and sometimes while sleeping. I always found it odd and sometimes annoying (like when migraines make every noise feel like needles plunging into my ears). Then, when visiting his grandmother, the last time we would see her before she passed, we walked into her room and she was resting, and her little feet rubbing against one another. It isn’t annoying anymore. And it always warms my heart a little, thinking of his grandmother, whom I was lucky enough to call “Grandma” for 5 years.
Thank you for sharing your special moment, and reminding me of mine.
Isn’t it so weird how they just pick up on our manuresims? Even without you showing them.
Like my son laughs hysterically in his sleep. So do I .
It freaks the shit out of Shawn.
I’m glad that he’s surrounded with cackling noises at night.
You know, cause Chase inherited his farting.
I rub my feet when I am falling asleep too-but not together. I rub them against the sheets. So much in fact that I eventually wear holes in our sheets. Seriously. We go thru some sheets
It is really amazing how they inherit these weird little habits. My daughter is a texture freak just like I am; she has to touch things and feel what they are made of. I can’t imagine she learned this behavior and often wonder if it is actually passed down through her DNA.
I love this. My son looks and acts exactly like his dad. I pop through every now and then when he curls up with his soft blanket as he goes to sleep and in his belly laugh that catches all who meet him off guard. Life is pretty amazing at times.
My son (5 months) lays like his daddy with his arm up. I have the cutest picture of them in bed together lying the same way. It was so cute. But the neatest is how he and my nephew share a quirk. My nephew is now 7 but when he was a baby, he would scratch/rub his head when he would get sleepy. My son does the same thing.
I rub my feet together too, and I hope my future offspring do too!!
I sometimes open my mouth and one of parents is speaking. It’s crazy! I have physically turned around looking for them! I know it’s only a matter of time before my daughter does the same thing. It is remarkable watching her behave as a mini me (or a mini hubs). It is also scary as it is SUCH a public display of my faults!,
The last sentence of this post made tears spring to my eyes. I feel the same way about my son.
My mom recently got a bunch of old videos digitized and brought a copy of the ones of me over. I don’t see much of myself in my son either since he looks almost exactly like his dad (although he does have my forehead) and he’s a lot like his dad personality wise as well but watching those videos we discovered that he has some of the mannerisms I had as a child exactly. It was so weird!