Tuesday, May 1, 2012
A Few Precious Minutes
No, this is not an ad for our local newspaper.
This is a few precious minutes of alone time.
More often than not Wee Man wakes up before us. He is, shall we say, our alarm clock. I can count the number of times on one hand where we have had to set our alarm since he came home.
He is an early riser - 6:30 or so.
I am a moderately early riser - 7:30 or 8.
The Husband is a sleep until noon kinda guy.
Anyways, I am getting way off track here.
The one thing I miss, at times, is my morning ritual. Waking up, letting the dog(s) out, making a cup of tea and reading the paper consisted of my pre-parenthood routine. Alone, by myself, with no one else around. A time to gather my thoughts, clear the cobwebs out of my brain, wipe the sleep from my eyes and and just sit. (Oh and read the paper too)
My "Sharpening my Saw" time if you will - if you are unfamiliar with this term of mine, it simply refers to my recharge time - I need it and crave it for my sanity. It is something I have always needed, this is not new by any means.
This morning I woke up at 7 and to my surprise the wee lad was still soundly sleeping. So I crept downstairs all quiet like, so as not to wake him, and made myself a cup of tea and read the paper.
Do hear that?
That, my friends, is the sound of silence!
And IT! Well, it is delightful!
It lasted 10 minutes and then I could hear the little dude crawl out of his bed and turn on his light.
The day has just begun.