I always seem to wake up with morning jitters these days. Not only am I awoken, usually, by a crying child who needs my attention, but from there on out I have demands on me pretty much the entire day until I go to bed. Morning is also the time when the hubby is most unpredictable. He hasn't yet taken any of his medication and he usually wakes up feeling bad. Sometimes he takes this mood out on me, other times he simply just sleeps till the afternoon. He's never been much of a morning person, neither have I to be honest, but these days the mornings have been extra difficult.
My therapist recommended I set an alarm and wake up 15 minutes earlier than when I think my son will wake up, to just orient myself, take a few deep breaths and have some "me" time before the day gets going. Although "me" time sounds really nice, every minute of sleep feels like it counts. Yeah, I know, 15 minutes won't really make a difference, but it sure doesn't feel that way when my eyes open in the morning. Anyway, I've got my kids bouncing around me and cats meowing for food, my tummy is rumbling, so I'd better get going. I'm so grateful for my kiddos, they make me laugh and are such a source of joy and love. They never cease to amaze me with their creativity and how amusing just putting Christmas songs on in June can be. I love them so much. AND thank goodness for their presence. I'm so blessed.
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