It's been five plus years since I've needed an alarm clock.
6 plus years since I've been able to sleep through the night and been able to wake when I wanted to on the weekends.
4 pregnancies (which I loved all of them - yes, I'm that lady) = thousands of trips to the bathroom overnight, overnight feedings and all of the associated glory, and waking up for the day before the sun rises.
So I can tell you that the morning wake-ups go in phases. Some include cute little babbling on the monitor, but most include crying or "mommy" in an urgent tone of voice.
This is the phase my wake-up routine is currently in.
Insert grunting of a 2-year-old that is clearly working hard physically.
Followed quickly by "Mommy, heggy. Heggy." More grunting. "heggy." (sounding like heavy with a "g" instead of a "v")
My bedroom door opens and I hear the grunting shuffling around to my side of the bed.
As an aside, you dads out there. How nice for you that the kids skip over your side of the bed in the morning and aim directly for the moms.
"Mommy. Guck. Guck. Guck. Heggy. Guck. Mommy."
Open my eyes to see my adorable, huge Ryan holding a full gallon of milk and a his milk cup, ready for a refill.
Yes, he has already drank the entire cup of milk we left for him in the fridge the night before, anticipating this encounter. But you see, 1 cup just isn't enough for Ryan. So he grabs the full gallon of milk (hence the grunting from physical exertion up the stairs while holding it with one hand, as the other hand holds his cup) and brings it to us for a refill.
Every morning.
If he weren't waking me up I would find this quite hilarious.
So, what phase are you in? Do you need an alarm clock? How do you wake up in the morning?
My alarm clock says "Heggy Mommy, Heggy. Guck."
A few years ago we abruptly shifted from giggles, since he would run up to my side and laugh in my face, to being an unwakable object. Some of it is allergy meds, but he seems to be practicing to be one of those teens who sleeps until noon. I hate rushing him out in the mornings,but he's too big to carry now, so its a mix of requests, commands, demands, and phone game bribery. Good thing I ran distance, i have endurance
ReplyDeleteHey, at least he didn't drop the carton and spill the milk!
ReplyDeleteWe wake up with "Hi Mama, Hiiiiiii!" and then a toddler climbing into our bed, always on my side, always always always coming to see me first. Then she shows me her loveys and lies down next to me and asks me to put my blanket over her. It'd be cute if it wasn't so early!