The Breeze at Dawn

Not that our children have ever been finicky sleepers; indeed, ever since the day we brought them home, we've had to wake them for their night feedings, and then they go immediately back to sleep. Well, since both boys are gaining weight so well, we thought we'd try skipping the middle-of-the-night-drag-your-bum-out-of-bed feeding. And guess what...

The boys slept from 11:00 PM until 6:00 AM, and we're happy as clams when they woke up.

I, on the other hand, woke up at 4:30 AM (on a saturday nonetheless) wondering how long the babies would stay asleep, and excited they had made it that long. Maybe my mind will let my body sleep tomorrow night!

Meanwhile, here's a poem in honor of the boy's epic night of sleep, and my lack thereof:

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.

Don't go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.

Don't go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill

where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.

Don't go back to sleep.

- Rumi (from The Essential Rumi, tr. Coleman Barks)