So, here it is, approximately 6:45 a.m. on a Sunday morning, and the third or fourth (?!) time this week I've been awake before dawn and wondering what to do with myself... I mean, honestly, what do you "morning people" even do at this hour? This is totally nuts. Don't get me wrong: It's a lovely time of day, what with watching the sky light up, seeing the first outlines of the tree-tops, listening to the birds wake up and get on with their day. But really, even Mac the turtle who lives in our front yard isn't roaming around in the grass yet, and he lives out there where there is no shutting of the blinds to keep out the light; where there are no pillows to put over his head to hide from the early sun.
A "morning person," I am not, nor have I ever been. (See entry below.) And I'm not being a curmudgeon about being up early; I kind of enjoy the quiet of it all. I just don't know what to DO with myself right now! It's not that I go to bed too much earlier than I used to. Could it be the naps I've been taking, or just the simple discomfort of staying in one position for too long? I don't think I buy the *cough*bullshit*cough* theory that my body is "preparing" for the long, sleepless nights when the baby's first born (because really, aren't the days sleepless too? ...yeah, I thought so. ha!). I like to think my body is smarter than that and knows it should be sleeping right now while it still can! But I've actually been waking up well before 6 a lot of these days. Sometimes I can force myself back to sleep reading a few pages or just turning away from the window and burying my face in the pillow, like I imagine Mac's doing in some bed of leaves out there right now, I'm sure. But on mornings like this, when my hard-working husband actually has the chance to sleep in, I relent to torture him with my tossing and turning, and I succumb to nature's time clock and forgo the pull of my own. (Come on, Adam has to put up with my shit all day! The least I can allow him is a good night's sleep... haha.)
Well, now the coffee's done brewing and I chopped up a cantaloupe that's calling my name, so I guess that's one thing I can go do. Eat breakfast—yum! Maybe I'll clean out the fridge after that...I don't know; but if I think of enough things to do to wear myself out this morning, maybe I'll be ready for a nap after lunch! Nothing like falling asleep with a good book for an aftenoon nap. Ah, home sweet home (and by "home," I mean my bed)!
[/end bitchfest] Thanks for listening! LOL!
Mama, Daddy, and Baby
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Mwahahahaha paybacks! I am just loving this. Little Miss 'Awake all night - Sleep all day' having sleep issues. NO COMPLAINING ALLOWED!! Besides, even when Stormy gets here, you'll have plenty to do...and for the first few weeks, it will be a non stop sleep fest, so you'll most likely have plenty of time to catch up. And if you don't learn to sleep when he does - no sympathy here. I know it will be overwhelmingly tempting to hold him, look at him, cuddle him and basically never take your hands off him, but...this too shall pass...a little bit anyway. Never be afraid to hand his cut little off to someone else when you are too tired, frustrated or emotionally drained to handle it! You'll be doing both him and yourself a HUGE favor. The voice of experience has spoken!
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...first of all, after 9 months of this, I have earned the rights to bitchfests! anyway, paybacks, my ASS!... I was the sleepin'est baby there ever was when I was young...or so you've said. haha
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