The Tiny Moments

Getting a proper night's sleep these days is almost impossible.

I spend most of the night getting angry at myself for not being

able to find a comfortable spot and sleep.

Last night, was one of those nights.

And as I rolled around early in the morning

trying to go back to sleep,

I felt my little baby.

And all of a sudden, it was ok to be uncomfortable,

and being able to sleep was not a priority.

So I laid there, perfectly still, waiting for another movement;

it didn't come.

And though I didn't sleep much after that,

I was completely satisfied with how my night went.