Every night before we go to bed, either my husband or I make sure to check on the kids. It is crucial to a good night's sleep to make sure that they are covered up well enough (and in my younger daughter's case, actually sleeping in her bed). When I take my turn at this nightly chore, I always have to stop just to watch them sleep for a little bit.
For one thing, I am amazed at how different their faces look. Yes, there is a peaceful quality about them when they are sleeping so soundly, but somehow I miss some of the liveliness that is in their faces when they are awake. They look like different kids when they are asleep with all their muscles so relaxed. I stare at them, trying to discern the personalities that lie within.
There is another reason I just stop for a moment to watch them sleep. I have a feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment like no other time of day. Even on the best of days, there is always some issue of obedience and discipline that we have to address with each child. But at that particular moment, all three kids are doing exactly what I want them to do. By sleeping, they are being perfectly obedient. There is nothing else they should be doing at this point. Their sleep might not last the night (oh, please let them all sleep through the night), but for that time, their sound sleep tells me that I have done at least that part of my job right.
And there is no better feeling.
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