i have been waking up in the early morning hours of the day with the baby over the past two weeks. he rises around 6am each morning with the first hint of sunrise. at first i was not happy about his new early bird phase and would do everything i could to get him to go back to sleep. our days are long and our nights are short, so even an extra thirty minutes of sleep is deeply appreciated around here. i would find myself getting more and more frustrated with him as each morning came. which of course was not fair. the truth is, after i decided to stop fighting it and started to welcome the early morning, i came to enjoy it. in fact, i think i kind of love it. it's quite peaceful. these moments of silence while everyone else sleeps are few but they are precious. it gives sailor and i some nice one on one time. i get to sip my coffee and read a book without interruption. i get to make breakfast for everyone while sailor plays at my feet and the house fills with the scent of eggs and bacon. all of this before the regular and often hectic day begins. i am not sure how long these early morning will last, but i am appreciative.
above: one photo, each morning for a week, to document this special time.