I can't sleep.
And here I am, staring at Dwight while he was sleeping. He insisted on leaving the door open so he can run daw agad if needed. Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ako makatulog, like sleepy naman ako kanina kaso pag humiga ako sa kama, hindi naman ako maka-diretsong tulog.
The room was perfectly fine. Malinis, mabango, malamig because of the aircon tapos malambot pa. Sinuot ko pa nga yung matching pajamas ko eh. But for some weird reason, hindi talaga ako makatulog.
Kaya eto ako, mukhang weird stalker ni Dwight. Kinuha ko pa yung isang upuan sa dining area para makaupo ako sa tapat ng pinto niya, ayokong pasukin yung kwarto niya kasi personal spalce niya 'yun. I just want to sleep and i'm so tired. Sabi sa mommy blogs sa internet, I should get sleep na raw habang kaya ko pa. Because when the baby gets bigger and when it comes, wala na raw tulugan.
I groaned, I miss my black shirt. Naiyak pa nga ako ng konti sa cr kanina nang marealize ko na naiwan ko siya sa dorm ko.
But that was Dwight's!
And maybe if I borrow another shirt makakatulog na ako.
Light bulb moment! Ang smart mo, Isabel!
I tiptoed my way inside his room and tried to quietly open his cabinet. I went to the pambahay ones, and picked a plain one. Hinubad ko ying damit ko at tinitigan yung damit niya.
Yay! Makakatulog na si Mommy, baby ko.
"Isabel?" I turned around to look at Dwight. He was frowning but totally adorable because he looks sleepy. "Is that my shirt?" tinuro niya yung shirt na hawak ko.
I sighed and nodded. "I just can't sleep, and i'm really really tired."
"And my shirt?"
"I don't know," I answered, sitting down on the edge of his bed. "I left your old shirt sa dorm. That's my favorite sleepwear."
Dwight just smiled and reached out for my stomach. "You really love dada huh?"
Mukha akong tanga na nakatulala, Dwight waved his hand in front of my face to snap me out of it.
I blinked a few times. "Lamig."
"Mag-shirt ka na kasi." I crossed my arms. Naka-bra lang pala ako sa harap ni Dwight.
Oh well, nakita naman niya na yan, nalamas niya pa.
"Goodnight!" Dwight called out.
Nahiga ako sa sarili kong kama, snuggling into my blanket as I felt more comfortable using his shirt. "Goodnight." then I closed my eyes.
Tangina naman, paano ba ako makakatulog? Sinuot ko na damit ni Dwight, nagpalit na ako ng shorts kasi naiinitan ako.
Bakit gising pa rin ako?
I pulled my hair in frustration, tumingin ako sa orasan. It was almost two in the morning and I am so tired.
Baby naman, sleep na tayo. Suot ko na ko na nga shirt ni dada oh? Ano pa bang gusto mo.
Milk!
Baka gusto ni baby ng milk? Nakita ko kanina may pre-natal milk na binili sa dada.
I made my way to the kitchen to make myself the milk. I made sure that it wasn't too hot. Pagod na ako, gusto ko na talaga matulog. Hindi naman ako namamahay? Bakit hindi pa ako makatulog?!
"Sleep na tayo," I whispered to myself when I was washing the glass that I used. Si Dwight kasi mukhang neat na tao kaya hinugasan ko na yung ginamit ko. Nakakahiya naman kung siya pa maghuhugas diba.
Humiga ako ulit sa kama ko at pumikit, I tried to find the most comfortable position but I can't. Pagtingin ko sa orasan, it was 30 minutes past 3. So kanina pa pala ako paikot-ikot sa kama? Bakit hindi pa ako makatulog sa pagod?
I sighed, sitting up.
Kakapalan ko na mukha ko, pagod na pagod na ako. Naglakad ako papunta sa kwarto ni Dwight. I slowly made my way under the covers, careful not to wake Dwight. Sasabihin ko nalang nag-sleepwalk ako bukas. Kailangan ko lang talaga matulog, or else baka mabaliw na ako.
"Anything wrong?" Dwight asked, his right eye was opened. And he looks worried, ngumiti ako.
"Can't sleep," sabi ko. "And i'm really really tired." he nodded.
What Dwight did next shocked me, he opened his arm and pulled me into his chest. "Baby misses dada?" he placed his hand on top of my non existent bump. "Dada's here, don't worry. Now let mama sleep." he rubbed my tummy and thankfully, my eyelids felt heavy.
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