Precious Little Sleep Audiobook Extras Novels & Stories

Chapter 87 The full extent of the reading project became clear to her on a Sunday morning when she went to the study to return a pen and found that the nightstand collection was only half the story. The desk had a second stack. Larger. More varied. Not just the general pregnancy and fatherhood guides she had found upstairs, but more specific volumes: a book on early childhood language development, a dense academic text on the neuroscience of attachment, a slim practical guide to infant sleep that had been annotated so heavily in the margins that the white space on several pages had been almost entirely replaced by his handwriting. Beside the largest of the volumes sat a legal pad covered in

Adrienne clucked her tongue. “That’s a bad habit for a toddler. He’s only three. He needs to sleep before nine in the evening, Alaric. I hope you don’t make a habit of that.” “We played after dinner and he enjoyed it. I read to him last night and he likes the book so he kept asking for more.” “You mean he asked you to finish the book?” she asked as she took an apple and peeled the skin off with a knife. “We didn’t finish it. He was already asleep before we can read the last chapter of the book.”

They loved helping with feeding, burping, and even rocking her to sleep. Lorenzo’s curiosity was endless. “Mommy, why does Aurelia sleep so much?” “Babies need a lot of sleep to grow,” Skylar explained. “It helps them develop and stay healthy.” Jared was the sweetest older brother, always eager to help. “Can I read to her, Mom?” Skylar’s heart melted. “Of course, Jared. She would love that.” Jared carefully picked out a picture book and sat beside Skylar as she held Aurelia. He began reading softly, his voice full of warmth and love.

Was it a game to see if I’d play? Sighing, I flip off the audiobook, pushing the dial back to the beginning because I wasn’t listening to a word that was spoken, and putting my storm sounds on full blast. What was left of the fruit was discarded on the floor next to the bed; a problem for tomorrow. Turning away from Elliot, I rubbed away the tears from the sides of my face, ignoring the discomfort of my damp pillow, and pulling up the thick layer of blankets to my chin. The sound of thunder vibrated from the nightstand, lulling me into a deep sleep.

, Sonya stood up and entered the bathroom. "Oh Sonya, I don't even understand her sometimes", Precious said falls on the bed. "I should sleep for sometime, Although tomorrow is exam, finally three days left to go home", She said and snooze off to sleep. Sonya came out of the bathroom, she gazes at Precious who is deeply asleep on the bed," Just look at her, instead of her to think of an advise to give to me she's sleeping even when I wasn't available to disturb her last night", She rant out as she walked to the wardrobe. She brought out a pink dress from the wardrobe and wore it. She stood opposite the mirror and gaze at the mirror as she parked her hair. She applied some make up on her face

He peeked at the cover, and realized that it was a book on the neuroscience behind wolf-behavior. Her hand left his hair when she wanted to flip the page. His animal whimpered but, externally, Xandar remained silent. After flipping the page, she continued stroking his thick, brown locks, and he was brought back to bliss. He kept his eyelids low to enjoy the moment. After a few minutes, Lucianne spoke while she was still reading, “It’s amazing how you don’t have to use the washroom after sleeping for four hours. How do you even hold the pee in?”

She started playing a song by Celine Dion “My precious one, my tiny one, lay down your pretty head…my dearest one, my sleepy one, it’s time to go to bed…” Her voice was softer and very sweet. Everyone else laid down and listened. Romero laid down on the floor near the piano. “…My precious one, my darling one, don’t let your lashes weep…my cherished one, my weary one, it’s time to go to sleep…Just bow your head and give your cares to me….Just close your eyes and fall into the sweetest dream…cause in my loving arms…you’re safe as you will ever be…so hush my dear and sleep….and in your dreams, you’ll ride on angels’ wings…dance with the stars and touch the face of God…and if you should awake…I’

Myra said sheepishly as she looked at her parents. "Yes baby, mama loves you all. Now it's time for bed. C'mon get up everyone." Saying this Nayyab made all the kids sleep in their room and came back to her husband who pulled her in his lap. "I love you Nayyab.. you are my most precious Gem..thank you for being in my life....." his eyes sparkled the everlasting passion he had for his beloved wife. "I love you Musa...." her words held many unspoken promises as she engulfed her husband in a passionate embrace.... THE END.

he asked when I finished the first story. I could hear the sleepiness in his voice. One more story and he would probably fall asleep. I didn’t know much about kids, but I figured a nice nap couldn’t hurt. “I would love to read another one,” I told him. I started reading again. I could feel his little head slumping against my arm. His breathing slowed. I finished the last paragraph and slowly closed the book. I waited to see if he moved or said a word. When he didn’t, I knew for certain he was asleep. I very carefully extracted myself from his bed, gently laying his head on a pillow. I found a small blanket on the foot of the bed and covered his little body with it.

Good choice. I settle into the space beside Lilica as she pulls her duvet over her. She looks up at me with an expectant smile, and I clear my throat before starting the book. It doesn't take long before I hear her snoring. I don't even think it's up to five minutes. Maybe this book is just her sleeping pill. Standing up gently just so she wouldn't wake up, I slip my legs into my shoes as she stirs in her sleep. Once I'm sure she's not opening her eyes or anything, I adjust the duvet on her body before switching off the light.