Let Sleeping Babies Lye...

Every Other Day.

On Red Days.

I sneak in to our nursery.

I see this. And I creep Closer.

Listening to breath.

Sweet Baby Breath.

In and Out.

Until a glimmer appears.

She is waking.

Intentionally I am waking her.

Something I do NOT like to do.

But I must.

To pick up the eldest from School.

I must wake the youngest.

Thankfully.

Shortly after this.

I get all smiles.

She is one happy baby!

Even when sleeping babies must be woken!