After I wrote about Eden's wakings, I began thinking about them conceptually. A friend suggested they're night terrors, which re-framed them for me -- beyond aggravating and exhausting they are terrifying in a way, full of torment and unrest -- they're dark. That night as I leaned over to kiss Eden's little face, I prayed that God would protect her from that in between state, that she would be held in sound restful sleep until she needed to wake, and when she woke she'd wake completely. I have prayed this every night, and what amazes is that every night since, she's slept soundly.
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