My Heart is Mush

Sadly, this is a rare occurrence with Griffin.  He just isn't a very cuddly sleeper.  Lately I have found myself wanting to have some sleepy cuddling time with him.  He doesn't sleep in our bed, but one night I begged Dave to let him sleep with us.  He knew it wasn't a great idea, but let me make the decision.  Boy, that was the worst sleep for both me and Griffin.  He was just not having it, so around 6 or so in the morning I finally cracked and took him to his crib, where he slept like his usual self.  I, on the other hand, spent the following day feeling worthless.  Lesson learned.

Griffin is pretty hard-headed when it comes to his sleep.  When he is tired he lets you know.  And don't try rocking him or singing to him, just swaddle him up and lay him in his crib and he'll take care of the rest.  I feel like this is an awesome trait he has, but I just long for him to be able to sleep on my chest again.  To feel his chest move, to hear the faint snore of his fast little breaths, and to feel the warmth he radiates that in turn makes me sleepy.  Sometimes when he's crying his sleepy cry, I just hope that he'll fall asleep on me, but it never happens that way.  Occasionally he'll fall asleep in my arms while nursing, but never for more than a few minutes at a time.

Griffin must have heard my constant wishing, because Monday he decided to melt my heart by falling asleep in the crook of my neck.  He stayed there nuzzling his head into me for almost an hour, the best hour of the day. I'm hoping that it was as comfortable for him as it was for me, and maybe he'll just feel like cuddling with me more often.