Disbelief

It is 7:22 am. Ess has been sleeping since about 7:15 last night, and she has not woken up once. I've checked on her twice, and she is just sound asleep. She's spun herself around so that she's perpendicular in her crib, and her head is pressed up against the bumper. Her arms are over her head, and she looks peaceful and sweet. She's wearing a cotton sleeper underneath a fleece one, and I bet the extra warmth, in our chilly house, helped her stay sleeping.

I never thought this day would come. (Apparently, neither did my breasts... holy engorgement.)

And I'm fully aware that it is not here to stay, that sleeping like this will come and go. But how fantastic to know that it's possible.