A warm body September 8, 2007
Posted by spacemom in : Depression, I dream of sleep , 5 commentsBefore I start this post, I want to point out that I am in a pretty bad place right now. The funk that started before Cleveland has settled in for the long run. This is tough and I am not a happy camper at all right now. But that’s for another day.
Most mornings, I wake with a small body curled next to me. Often it is two small bodies.
Soleil will wake up around 7am to climb into bed with us. Sometimes, she had nightmares and will come in without me noticing her there. I will turn over at night and feel the gentle breath on my skin and wake up to see her perfect face there. Luna comes in almost every morning at 5:30-6. I think the birds wake her. She comes to my side of the bed since Daddy puts her back in her bed. I am too lazy to get up and do that. I hold out an arm for her to use to help her climb into our bed. Then she curls against me, back to back and sleeps.
I wake to the sound of multiple breathing patterns. Luna is loud. She snores and I often wonder if she has some problem with her throat. Soleil is quiet. Their breath is no longer the swell smell of baby breath, but I still enjoy it.
Once, we would be awoken multiple times a night by a screaming child. Four consecutive hours of sleep was a luxury. Now we have traded the wake ups for night time visitors.
And to be honest, those are two warm bodies I do not mind at all.
