I’m coming to the rather frightening realization that I may be a morning person. I’m finding it progressively easier to go to bed when the little ones do and just get out of bed a few hours before I get Ryli up for school in the morning. My head is clearer and the house is quiet, save from the morning news I have going in the background.
I can sit in silence and consider what I need to get done for the day, both in and around the house and here on the blog. I can have my very own mug of coffee without being asked for sips, let alone have them flat out stolen when I turn my back. Outfits for the day can be assembled without fight. Everything just runs smoother.
It doesn’t seem like that long ago where anytime I had the chance, the snooze button would get slapped at least once, if the alarm clock got set at all. Granted, having two kids in school changed that bit, but then I was constantly scared that I would oversleep, as I had long been prone to do.
I get thrown totally and utterly off my game now if I don’t get my “alone time” in the morning. I feel like I legitimately slept in if I’m not out o bed by around 7:00. Granted, I may hit the hay by 9:00 at the latest, but for the way that I’ve been feeling lately, I’ll take it. I even wake up about half the time before my alarm clock goes off.