Buzz, buzz, buzz, the alarm blasts away, it's 6:45am, my brain says, "no, too early". I roll over hit snooze, aww, 10 more minutes of peace. Soon enough the buzzing sound is back and I can no longer avoid the inevitable, it is time to get up.
Sleeping in is not necessarily a bad thing but since school is starting at the end of this week and my oldest has to be on the bus before 7am, sleeping in is a thing of the past for us. No more 8am or 9am for any of us. Before 6am will be more like it each day.
The few times I have been up early this summer I have been groggy all day. It is hard to imagine that I used to wake up at 5:15am for work each day for two full years. I definitely am not a morning person! It still amazes me how differently I feel when I wake up at 5 or 6am instead of 8 or 9am. It doesn't matter how early I go to bed either, though going to bed early on those early mornings helps. I have begun to realize I simply am not a morning person. I can get up early, I have done it for years but I function so much better, am more rested, am in a better mood, and just feel better if I get enough sleep.
Now all you mother's of infants are laughing at this post, sleep, what's that? I know lots of little ones don't sleep well and mothers deal with long periods of sleep deprivation but it has been a long time since my kids have woke up in the middle of the night. I know you adjust to what you need to get done but for now I am going to mourn the end of summer, the loss of sleep, and the lazy mornings. I'll be up each day before 6am, drinking coffee, trying to keep my eyes open.