Why is it so hard for me to wake up in the morning?  It’s not like 6:30am is really even that early.  In my past life, when I was working outside of the home, I was up much earlier than that.  In fact, most mornings I was at work by 7am after a forty-five minute to an hour commute.  That means I was getting up at about 5:30ish. I can’t even fathom getting out of bed that early these days.  But why is waking up so freakin’ hard?  It’s not due to lack of sleep.  I am usually in bed by 11pm which means that I’m averaging about seven and a half hours of sleep per night.  That’s more than most people I know.

The only logical answer to why I have such a hard time getting out of the bed in the morning is… (drum roll please)… KIDS!  Specifically, my own kids.  Because, in my past life, I was also facing kids every day.  I was a teacher.  It’s different now though.  When I was teaching and didn’t have my own offspring, I could still ease into my morning.  I could stumble to the shower still half asleep while the warm water slowly woke me up (or made me more tired).  I could get dressed, eyes half opened (as long as I had picked out my outfit the night before), and head to the kitchen for some coffee and a bowl of cereal – all at my own pace (well as long as I made it to work on time).

What’s different now is that there is no easing into the morning.  When I wake up at 6:30am now, it’s usually to the sound of a baby babbling (though often times she’s fussing because I’ve left her in the crib past her happy babbling period).  There is no warm shower to greet me and slowly wake me up.  Instead it’s a bright eyed baby girl who wants to eat… NOW!  So at 6:34am, I’m still in my pajamas, eyes still more than half shut, 17lb baby in hand, shuffling down the stairs, fumbling to get my baby girl some food.  During this time I’m usually greeted by a the well rested, high pitched voice of my three and a half year old.  She is more than ready to start the day but I have still not had my coffee, damn it!

Don’t get me wrong, I love my girls more than life itself.  I just miss being able to ease into the day.  Like I said, it’s not about getting enough sleep, because I feel like I do.  It’s about having to begin a mother’s work without having had a cup of coffee first!

I would gladly award a prize to anyone who can come up with a way to remedy this situation.  And please do not suggest that I get up earlier than said kids so that I can have my coffee before they are rearing to go.  I’m just not willing to do that.

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