Last Night

     Last night, around two thirty in the morning, my Miles crawled into bed with me. Usually Nola is the one to sneak in so it was a bit surprising to me. I snuggled him for a few minutes then decided to bring him back to his own bed. A tired mom is never a good thing.
     As I closed my eyes and tried to get comfortable, well as comfortable as two people can get in a twin bed, I heard a buzzing noise. My eyes opened and I looked around. Did I hear a buzzing noise? I questioned myself. A few years ago, I was diagnosed with tinnitus which causes a slight ringing in ones ears, I've learned to live with it but it caused me to question whether or not I had actually heard a bug fly by my head. Then I heard it again, my arms started swatting the air and soon I was squeezing my hand together in an attempt to catch the thing mid air. After I began slapping my head, I wondered if it was my imagination and I was beating myself up for no apparent reason.
     Silence soon followed. Did I get it? Did my efforts pay off? No such luck, because it only took a few seconds for the buzzing to begin all over again.
     In the meantime, Miles started to toss and turn. I looked over at him hoping I had not forced him awake by my out of control flailing arms. To my surprise, his eyes were open and almost a scary open. I wondered if he were even awake. Questions began circulating in my brain: was it terror in his eyes, was he hurt? There was that buzzing noise again. Before I could look up to find the invisible creature Miles spoke, "what IS that noise!"
     Ahhh...the expression on my baby's face was finally revealed. He had actually gone crazy; mosquito buzzing your ear crazy and I did not blame the kid, I was right there with him.
     "How about we go back to my bed, Bud?"
     " Yes," he answered. "Right now."