Some nights I'm much too sleepy. I meet Eleri's 3am grunts and mewlings with a combination of dread and exasperation born of exhaustion. Then there are nights like tonight, when she catches my sleep cycle just right, and 3am feels like 5am, and I'm delighted to discover upon waking to feed her that I'll have two extra hours of sleep coming my way when we're done. These are the nights when I really enjoy the nursing, and the subsequent cuddling to burp her, when she falls back asleep against my shoulder.
I'll miss this when she's older.