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May 24, 2005
Snark Snap Bitch Moan Whinge Blah blah blah…
I think I’ve already mentioned that just after Christmas I started getting up at about 6:15. It started because I was behind with my work and I found I could get a good 45-60mins study in before everybody else got up. Then it got to the point where I was waking up at that time anyway so even if I didn’t study I’d get up to do a bit of reading or something. I refer to it as ‘doing a Sylvia Plath’ because she too used to get her work done before her kids awoke, although if I remember rightly she would get up at 4am. Ouch! There’s dedication for you!
I never saw myself as a morning person, I can’t leap out of bed and start doing things straight away, I like to ease myself gently into the day with a nice cup of coffee and I’ve discovered that getting up before Littleone is a good way of dong this. I also value the time alone, Mr PE is definitely a night owl and usually ends up going to bed much later than me and of course looking after the kid all day I don’t really get much time entirely to myself. On top of all that is the added bonus of having a large chunk of my work out of the way before the day kicks into motion properly.
However Littleone is the lightest sleeper in the world, Her bedroom is next to the bathroom and if we flush the toilet it will inevitably wake her up. By morning she usually ends up in our bed, so I cannot set the alarm, I have to train myself to wake up at that time naturally and if she sees or feels me get up, especially now with the light mornings then she’s wide awake, which rather defeats the purpose somewhat.
These past two mornings she has woken up with me, come downstairs and demanded breakfast before the kettle has even boiled. This morning she had a tantrum for a good half hour because I cut her toast into fingers rather than triangles. Naturally I got no work done and I’ve been irritable all day.
To top it all off because she has been getting up early it is a real battle to keep her awake until bedtime and then she seems to get that infamous over-tired second wind when it is finally time to drop, which then means she’ll get a late night and will be ratty all day tomorrow…. and so on and so forth.
I never imagined that a child’s sleeping habits could be such a delicate balancing act.
Posted by purple elephant at May 24, 2005 05:20 PM