Couch time makes my heart smile

My precious angel girl. She’s so perfect to me in every way. Though I know she’s hardly perfect, she just lights up my face with her personality. She’s feisty, independent yet also very empathetic and thoughtful.20190118_152408

One thing she is not is an early riser. Can I get an Amen?! This was absolutely wonderful for my night-owl husband and me. She would go to bed around 7 pm, and be in bed until at least 7 am. Yes! Twelve plus solid hours of sleeping.  No middle of the night wake-ups, no early morning “are you up yet”, our lives were golden.

Then we got the sledgehammer with my son. He thinks, “The sun might start coming up, so I’m just going to get up now.  Don’t want to waste that daylight!” He’s usually up by 5:30 am.

Our morning routine usually looks like this (note, I am NOT a morning person, so this is just how I interpret the morning while wishing I was still asleep):

  • Get the hell-creature of early morning perkiness up and feed him before he wails his banshee cry of hunger.
  • Oops! Didn’t change that pee-faucet catcher early enough, so now it’s leaked on his freshly worn onesie. Guess he’s going topless.
  • *hears the start of the banshee wail* Oh yeah, chair, food! *makes coffee*
  • Shovels 10 tons of food in to this miniature daddy creature (I don’t know where he packs it all). *takes a sip of coffee – still too hot*
  • The creature is now starting to resemble a baby boy, though he’s not too cute yet.
  • He gets a wipe-down, and is now free to roam.
  • OH CRAP! Forgot to close the baby gate to the kitchen, this baby has now knocked over the dog’s water and is trying to eat the dog food. Eww!
  • Get the dog food out of baby’s mouth. Clean the baby, clean the floor. Change the diaper – yeah! that’s what it’s called – again.
  • He now smiles his wide mouth, ear-to-ear smile.  He’s starting to look like my cute baby boy now! I smile back.
  • Allow him to roam again, this time with the kitchen gated off.
  • Go to the kitchen and make my breakfast – oh no! where did I sit that coffee down?!
  • *gets coffee and takes sip – too cold* I dump the cold coffee and start over.
  • *takes sip of new coffee – too hot, but still chug it* I shovel my breakfast as my sweet-sweet boy stands up and tries to grab it from me. I literally have to eat with my plate above my head or in another room.
  • Thank the heavens! He’s almost ready for his morning nap. Oh crap – forgot about that toddler of mine.
  • I look on the viewer, and sure enough, she’s awake, just laying on her bed.
  • Get toddler up, change her diaper ASAP and get her breakfast ready.
  • Now it’s definitely time for baby to go down for morning nap (about 8:30 am).
  • Toddler pushes her food around, maybe takes 2 bites and insists she’s done.  She then sits in her chair another 30 mins, because I am busy getting baby ready for bed (and let’s just face it, she needs to eat more than 2 bites!).
  • Baby goes down! He’s out for at least 2 hours.
  • Go back down stairs and force feed my toddler. I bargain with this child, because her will is much stronger than mine this early in the morning.
  • She’s finally “finished”!
  • I set her free to roam and she heads straight to the couch. Gets a pillow and blanket and asks to watch something on the TV.

I give this all to you to get to this point in my day. This is my joy moment. I love when she just wants to lay on the couch, many times lay on me as well, and “wake up”. We usually watch some show on our Roku, or a movie, but it’s our time. It’s just her and me sitting together, cuddling, talking, and eventually playing.

It’s almost as if she knows I need a break. Our little guy, I love him so much, is such an early riser. He’s so energetic when he wakes, and I just can’t keep up in the morning. It’s as though she feels this and knows – or so I’d like to think that.

I really believe she’s just like her daddy. They take a while to really get revving in the morning. Usually, they like to lay in bed for a good 30 minutes. Then they’ll have a small breakfast and just do something relaxing for another 30 minutes.20190613_083807

I know these moments won’t last forever, though there is a part of me that wishes they would. I know it’s fleeting, and I soak it up. There will be a day she will hide in her room, listening to her music with ear buds and not want to be around us any more than humanly possible. So I hold on to this time. This is our calm time, our quiet time, our cuddle time. It’s my joy time!