I’m on my toes
It’s changed again. Just as I get used to the morning routine we’ve had for the past few months, DD throws it all up in the air again, just to keep me on my toes! We’d settled into a comfortable pattern for a while – I’d be up at 6am for a shower, a cup of tea and a sneaky surf before anyone else was up, then she would wake around 7am for milk and a story. So far so easy.
But for the past few weeks that 7am wake up’s been creeping forward. First I got my shower and tea but no surf. Then no tea. And then Friday morning no shower – heck I wasn’t even awake! Five thirty, my darling daughter? Seriously? That’s not a civilised time for anyone to be up and about (especially not someone who wakes up so full of beans) so we brought her into bed with us for a family snuggle for an hour until OH’s alarm went off. Was it an anomaly? Or is this the new normal? One thing’s for sure, nothing’s certain with a toddler in the house. And so tonight I’ll be going to be early, just in case.