Babies and Binkies
By Connor McCloud Khengiskhan@hotmail.com



Every parent knows the sound of a infant crying in the middle of thre night.
Your love for thr child does not stop that annoyed feeling from overwhelming
your body and at that point you would do almost anything for a good nights
sleep. Cindy had gone to bed without much fuss and Kathie and I went to bed
around 10:30 hoping for a full nights sleep, which we had not had for several
months. Kathie had all but stopped breast feeding, and now we had started
taking turns getting up with the baby, although in reality it was more Kathie
than me. Kathie never really complained, but inside I knrew she would have
liked to see me get up more. Kathie had recently gone back to work and was
getting to the gym before work meaning her day started around 5:30 am. She was
determined to get back into shape, which was not hard for an excellent athlete
like Kathie.

The crying started around 2:00 am and for a moment, it seemed like the baby
might cry herself back to sleep. Ten minutes later I was kicking Kathie and
she was in turn kicking me to get up. It usually worked this way, but I
usually won and Kathie would normally get up, but not tonight.

"Honey please get the baby I've been up every night this week," Kathie said
quietly.

"Come on hon, when are your mommy instincts gonna kick in? The baby likes you
more," I mumbled into my pillow.

"Come on Ed, you almost never get up. Go see your daughter," she answered
kicking my leg playfully.

"Oh honey your better at getting her to bed, stick a binky in her mouth or
something, I'm sleepy," I answered sleepily.

Kathie began to push me towards the side of the bed with her legs and before I
knew it I was inches from falling off.

"Come on, let a guy sleep. Your her mother for God's sake! Go see her you'll
be back in minutes," I said stopping myself from crashing to the floor.

"I'll make you a deal honey. Let's play a little game. You fall off the bed,
you get the baby, if I fall off I'll get her. Deal?" Kathie asked.

"You want to play king of the mountain at 2 in the morning? Sounds good to me.
This is a new twist, what's going on?" I questioned.

"I just thought that it might be interesting that's all. What's the matter you
afraid to lose honey?" she asked moving closer to me.

"I just didn't expect this from you, especially this late at night, but I'll
do it sounds like a easy win for me," I replied, turning towards her, "how are
we going to do this?"

"Let's get on our knees to start," Kathie said getting herself into position,
"then we'll start pushing. It really shouldn't take long. I've been working
out pretty hard and I'm stronger than you think honey."

We both assumed the starting position on our knees facing each other, and then
we moved closer together and reached out so our arms were on each others
shhoulders. Kathie was certainly a strong woman there has never been any
question about that. She was short and compact, with an additional 15 pounds
that she hadn't lost from the pregnancy, she weighed around 145. Kathie, who
was only just over 5 feet tall carried her weight very well, mainly because
her legs were dense with muscle. We always laughed at my chicken legs compared
to her stumps, which were clearly more muscular and defined than mine.

We started pushing on each other, and I was immediately impressed by how
strong Kathie felt, she was certainly not easy to push around. We both
increased the pressure and it didn't take long for me to discover I was in a
real dogfight here. I really could not move her backwards, my only saving
grace was my weight advantage and upper body strength allowed me to hold my
own. After several minutes of pushing and trying to knock each other off
balance, we moved closer together and our bodies were now tightly pressed
together. This added pressure allowed Kathie to begin to use her leg strenght
to begin to push me backwards and I felt the momentum swing towards her.

Our pushing and grinding was filled with grunts and occasional laughter,
especially from me. I began to laugh at how strong Kathie was and how she was
starting to take control, it was probably nervous laughter, but it made her
laugh also. The laughter did not make our battle less intense, we were both
pushing with everything we had in us, neither wanted to lose at this point.
Kathie used a brief pause in my defense, I was trying to save some energy, to
lower herself and use her legs to make a serious push upwards. I felt my body
begin to move backwards, although it was more like up in the air and back,
because she had lifted me off my knees. With a final grunt she knocked me over
on my side, only inches from the side of the bed. I tried to scramble and get
myself away but her legs darted out and both feet shot into my midsection
sending me sprawling off the bed and crashing to the floor on my back.

I didn't move for a few minutes, I just lied there looking at the ceiling.
Kathie peeked over the edge of the bed and smiled at me.

"Don't you look silly down there lover. That was fun, I really enjoyed
knocking you off the bed. Are you alright?" she asked still smiling.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Your stronger than I remember you being, you must be killing
yourself at the gym," I answered without moving.

"I've found the weight work has helped me lose weight and bodyfat. I didn't
know if I would win, but now that I have, we'll find out who the stronger
person here is," she said, "but that's for another day, you'll get your chance
for revenge. For now honey, the baby needs you." As Kathie said this she threw
a binky, which for you non-parents is a pacifier, which hit me square in the
nose.

"Good luck sweety, see you in a little while," Kathie said rolling over and
snuggling into the bed. I got myself up, grabbed the binky and started walking
towards my daughters room. I really didn't think it would be me walking to
Cindy's room, and my ego was a little damaged by my loss, but like she said,
there would be a rematch. I picked the baby up and rocked her back to sleep
and was back in bed in less than 15 minutes, but I really didn't sleep all
that well. My thoughts were of my wife knocking me off the bed over and over
again and I couldn't stop thinking about how strong she was, she felt stronger
than me in a way. Eventually I drifted off to sleep knowing that I needed to
redeem myself in our next match.