Hi

It was early, earlier than he usually gets up, and so I attempted to rock him. I knew he probably wouldn't fall back to sleep -- that's not really his style -- once he's up, he's up. But I hoped that perhaps he would nestle back into a quiet place and I could join him there, as I had many times when he would wake to nurse in the middle of the night. We're long past that point, and past much snuggling unless he's really tired. But this particular morning he appeased me if only for awhile.

We rocked and I leaned back, closed my eyes and rested. I could feel him lift his head off my chest occasionally and I imagined him peeking to see if I was sleeping, as I peek on him at night.

That morning he finally caught me with my eyes open, smiled and whispered, "Hi."

Hi.