Cuddle Time

If Ladybug does, in fact, have  an attachment issue I think I am screwing up on cuddle time.  She has a hard time with me initiating affection.  She wants it when she wants it and otherwise it is ...Get off of me, Mama!

But lately there are a couple of times that she wants it.  One is when we are watching TV.  She wants to cuddle up and hold my hand.  She wants to hold on to my arm.  But I am going to need some new furniture for this.  My living room -- the only place we have a TV (despite the fact that most American homes have 2-3 TVs on average) -- has a wooden rocking chair (where I sit) and a futon loveseat (where she rolls around -- because she is incapable of sitting still).

The rocking chair can not fit the 2 of us.  No way... no how.  Not even if I was a skinny minnie.  The futon is not a college remnant.  Really.  About 7 years ago I moved into an attic studio.  For about a year.  It was free.  It allowed me to quit my job and return to school full time.  It was temporary.  So I was willing to do it.  But before making all those arrangements, I forgot to measure my beloved bed.  It didn't fit up the stairs.  So I bought a futon.  And I slept on it for a year.  And when I moved I turned it into a couch.  But it is not a comfortable couch.  So I don't like to sit on it. 

So she asks for cuddle time and I don't always give it.  She looks at me with her arms and hands stretched out to me.  She sucks her bottom lip in and frowns.  She wants me.  So I need a new couch.  Or something.  So we can curl up with each other and cuddle.

The other time she is needing cuddle time is early morning.  Let's face it.  She is in my bed every night.  I can't get her out.  And at this point I have stopped trying.  She is a morning person.  I am not.  So about 1/2 hour before my alarm clock goes off she started touching me.  Soft tickles.  Which wakes me up.  She takes her little hands and gently touches my face.  Traces my lips.  Touches my eyes.  And I wake up.  And I shrug her off.  Partly because she is waking me up -- and I hate that.  But the other part is that she has spent the entire night scratching her butt (literally) with her hands and now she is rubbing them all over my face.  GROSS!

Mean Mama