A thought from early this morning
So, as a piece of back story, Mer is currently sleeping in our room and I'm back to sleeping in my own bed (most of the last 6 months was spent with Mer sleeping in her crib in the dining room while I slept on the living room couch. But I'm back at work now, so..)
Mer's in our room because her room has insufficient wall-age to make for a happy sleeping baby. There's a night light, which is behind her pack and play, which has a tent-like cover. The side toward us is mesh.
So this morning at six, she starts coughing, which wakes me up, and I slowly sit up and look at her. She's fast asleep, on her tummy, and between the shape of the pack and play (plus lid) and the backlighting, I could only think, as I fell back to sleep, "my daughter sleeps in a terrarium."
Mer's in our room because her room has insufficient wall-age to make for a happy sleeping baby. There's a night light, which is behind her pack and play, which has a tent-like cover. The side toward us is mesh.
So this morning at six, she starts coughing, which wakes me up, and I slowly sit up and look at her. She's fast asleep, on her tummy, and between the shape of the pack and play (plus lid) and the backlighting, I could only think, as I fell back to sleep, "my daughter sleeps in a terrarium."