So its a Saturday morning and I have been fighting to sleep since 5:00 a.m....I refused to get up...so I made it until 6:40 before I gave in and got up. Its not 7:07 and the dog has been walked and fed (and she has gone back to bed), I have made a banana bread which is now baking and I am enjoying my first cup of coffee of the day. Is this just a glimpse of things to come? Will motherhood transform me into a morning person? Will I find myself up before the rest of the house doing all sorts of domestic things? Or is this just a fluke..ON A SATURDAY!! ;-)
Good morning world. Hope you have a fabulous weekend.
I sure hope to myself!!
Engagement Picture
Just wanted to add another pic to our blog and this is one I really like!!
4 comments:
I remember the days of trying to get up before my youngest, who was a very early riser. It was my only hope of getting in some quiet time with the Lord. As soon as a light came on in the house, Kelli seemed to know it and wake up to join the fun :) So in order to read my Bible, I turned on the light in the coat closet and sat on the floor there and read. Gave a whole new meaning to closet praying :)
This is just God's way of preparing you for what is to come! Just be thankful that there isn't a crying baby to feed right now! But soon you won't mind being up earlier than this - you will have a sweet little one to snuggle with!! Looking forward to seeing you soon, hopefully!! :)
Oh get ready dear one. You are in for a special treat. Babies turn us all into a.m. folks :)
I pray you got some rest later..
Love ya.
You don't know me from a bar of soap, but I stumbled across this entry and had to laugh. I'm a mother of a darling 6 year old boy, a boy with an incredibly active brain and a body to match. He's into absolutely everything and makes alot of noise whilst doing it. My parents refer to him as 'the tornado' because he's just so full of energy and its impossible to keep him still or quiet. He too rises early and with great vigour, whereas I, being a night owl, have to drag myself out of bed, bleary eyed, and seeking coffee.
Some days I don't make it out of bed before he does, and on those days, i am usually awoken by a very concerned little voice "Um, Mummy, something's happened..." and therefore the first thing I see on those mornings is whatever chaos he's got himself into without supervision from myself or his father (another night owl).
But most mornings, I set my alarm early, so I can get up before he does, and I can have my morning coffee in peace and quiet, whilst I gather my thoughts and prepare for another day of the joyous cacophony and chaos that parenthood brings. That time in the morning, in the dawn peace, is my time. Its the time I can be still before the mad rush starts for school, the time I quiet my mind enough to listen to that small voice of His and trust in Him to guide me through the never ending rush rush rush that seems to be the Modern Mother's day. In a day that is all about other people, it is the time I take to look after myself.
Treasure that time in the morning. It is your retreat, your tranquility, your *you* time. Revel in it, protect it, and use it wisely. There won't be enough of it.
All the best with your upcoming family,
Vicky, Mother of Cary, NSW, Australia.
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