Hitting snooze
I’ve long considered myself a morning person. I love being up early - before anyone else is stirring. Sipping my tea and checking my email in a quiet house is simply delightful.
But I’ve never had an easy time of getting up in the morning. I lie there thinking “I’m a morning person … this should be easy.” Then I try to remind myself how much I love being up early and how I loathe being late to work. But it’s no good; I invariably hit snooze three times too many.
And now it’s getting more difficult. Although I’m not getting up with C like Katie is, I’m still not getting great sleep. And this morning, C was wide awake as I needed to be rising. Katie and I placed her between us and just stared at her for a while. I talked to her as she looked at me, and I held her hand, which she seemed to like. She watched us with her big, dark eyes and made delightful baby noises.
It’s getting hard to get to work on time.
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