I don't understand the co-sleeping phenomenon. How can I sleep with this perfect little face in front of me? My eyes refuse to close with something so beautiful before them. The impulse to kiss the fullness of his cheeks and to rub the softness of his tiny hands overwhelms me, and if I do then he wakes up, squandering my rare moment of rest. So now I've learned to only indulge in his sleeping beauty for a few minutes, then I turn my back to him. Sometimes his warm foot or hand will fall against my back and instantly I am asleep. When he begins to stir I wake not only rested but restored, then I turn back to him and bask in his smiling reaction to my face.
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