turns out most of my neighbors leave their porchlights on all night.
the silence is not at all frightening, but deeply calming, which is interesting, since i was the little girl who was afraid to be the last one awake at sleepovers.
eight months ago, i was up scanning the internet in search of an explanation for the way i was feeling.
right now i'm up drinking some water and eating a sandwich, waiting for these now-familiar contractions to subside.
soon i'll be up rocking and feeding my sleepy little baby girl, listening to lullabies.