To Sleep Like a Baby

I check on my children at least once a night. They sleep with such abandon! They embrace sleep as they embrace everything else in their life; arms thrown wide, legs still in motion. Their blankets are nowhere near their bodies. When do we lose that abandonment?

I sleep with my arms across my body, especially now, trying to keep warm. My husband scarcely moves at night and when he does, it's a slow and ponderous undertaking. We both hug the blankets to us. When did we start feeling the cold? Was it when responsibility came upon us? When these babies with their wide arms were given to us, did we stop abandoning ourselves to God?