Every morning, somewhere between 4:45 am and 5ish, a certain someone stirs.
After a few ounces of formula to satiate the Hunger that cannot wait (because clearly, we are starving this child), I'm left with the dilemma of "now what do we do?" Hard as I try (and to be honest, I don't try that hard) I can't get my eyelids to stay up this early. Starting the day promptly at 5 isn't an option. But it's almost time to get up, so is it worth the several minute negotiation of going back into the crib?
So, it's not time to get up, but it's not not time to get up. What shall we do? Where do you want to be, little child?
How about here? Right here. In this little space nestled between my legs, on top of the covers. Just for a bit.
I can usually coax at least another hour of sleep from D here. Sometimes, like yesterday, we both fall back asleep so soundly that we don't wake until grandma knocks on the door to come pick him up. Either way, the second waking, the waking from here, is simply the best part of my day. It's slow, gradual, leisurely, even. Punctuated by lots of stretches and dream faces, like this one:
No matter what the rest of my day holds, I know I can do it, because I get to see this tomorrow. And that, my friends, is my Perfect Moment for this month.
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Perfect Moment Monday
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On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about
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7 comments:
Oh that is indeed a perfect moment! What a beautiful little one you have.
Love those slow sleepy morning moments!
I was never a morning person until I got to get up and greet my smiley daughter each day.
That second sleep you and your son have sound divine.
Beautiful boy!
That is the sweetest face I've seen in a long time. Perfect, indeed.
What a perfect moment.
I can imagine your bleary eyed wild amusement at the baby's good morning pre-breakfast call. I have just escaped that whole sleep heaven, so I know.
But watching the baby dream, and smile in that dream is beautiful. Even now, I like to just look at her face and observe her when she is asleep.
Beautiful.
Is it weird to call your little guy beautiful? He is. :)
He's gorgeous! He looks so amazingly peaceful.
Love!
(and thank you for sharing)
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