My nieces all have quirks, (if they ever read this they will probably strangle me) SJ tugs on ears to signal she is sleepy. Gray does a scalp massage thingy when she is sleepy.
SJ is smooshed up against my side with her hand hovering over my ear as I type this. Should I move her? Probably, but that will only wake her up. I want her to sleep not because I want the peace and quiet
When Gray was born I felt like I had received yet another amazing gift, when I pick her up and she throws her around me and squeezes it is my heart that cant breathe. Gray's hugs feel like the purest, cleanest air.
Today as I sit here having my poor earlobe abused, I guess I could say no and move her hand. SJ would be deprived of her favorite method for self soothing and my earlobe would feel awesome but I would miss out on what makes SJ unique. SJ reminded me that we all have quirks and sometimes we just have to meet someone where they are.
Granted it is difficult meeting adults where they are, most adults have baggage, can be abusive and sometimes we cant even see their quirks. Maybe this is just another lesson in life presents itself when the mind is open.
I have to go now typing with one hand is difficult and my other arm is numb, and I wouldn't change a thing