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Freedom… Sweet Freedom

I felt that today. It was 7:40 and I got Miloh strapped into his car seat and watched Staci take him to school.

At that moment I knew that I had 48 (ok maybe 46) hours of freedom from having to get up early. And it feels good.

 Aside from random events we alternate days that we put Miloh to bed and get up with him in the morning.

 As I’ve mentioned before I’m not a morning person. So while it’s great hanging with Miloh in the morning, sharing some breakfast, some laughs, reading a book or maybe running around a coffee house because they have a good little breakfast for him and you forgot to prepare something in advance and realize you have no energy to make something good, it’s just way too early for me.

 Maybe I should feel bad but there’s something awesome about hearing him wake up and cry out for us and knowing that it’s not my turn to get him. And there is something horrible about hearing him wake up and cry out for us and realizing that I have to find clothes, get up and pretend I’m not totally freaking exhausted at 6AM (which is technically three hours earlier than anyone should have to wake… And yes I have a job with regular hours.)

 So yeah…While I love my kid I gotta say that knowing that I’m not going to have to get up with him tomorrow is awesome.

Moral of the Story: Kids rob you of your sleep.

P.S. I still wind up waking at 7AM because he wants to see me and comes up stairs to bang on our bedroom door… And while that’s cute and sweet and all it’s still freaking early.

Comments

  1. I remember when B used to wake at 6:30. I didn't like it at all UNTIL we changed the clocks and that crap was FIVE THIRTY. Not funny at all.

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  2. I already fear the fall back time change... Ridiculous.

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  3. At the moment I have to wake up 2 or 3 times DURING the night to feed my baby. Although I know he is not really hungry (2 months to go until his first anniversary.). I really need to do something about it. Ah to sleep 10 hours uninterrupted... le sigh...

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