I have felt a bit crabby lately.
Could be the potty training. Could be the sibling fighting. Could be that I am just not as patient as I always believed.
But no. That’s not it.
I actually figured it out today. How? Because I was over the moon happy all day. Was patient with the small people. Was, in fact, in love with them. The potty training didn’t faze me. The tattling was at a minimum. i didn’t raise my voice even one time. We had FUN, yes, with a capital ‘F’.
So, what, you ask, was different about today?
The way I woke up.
I am NOT a morning person. And for the past weeks, at least one of the small people has jolted me awake. By jolted I mean pounced, bellowed, screamed, kicked or poked me in the face.
But not today. Today I woke up at 7am to *cue bluebirds chirping and me in Snow White attire* absolutely nothing. Not only did they sleep in, but when they did awake – a mere 20 minutes later – they played together. I could hear Delaney teaching Coop to read.
Heavenly, I tell you.
That, my friends, is what it is like to wake up on the RIGHT SIDE OF THE BED.
What are the chances it can happen again tomorrow?
*Fingers Crossed*
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