Picture the scene, I’m tucked up nice an cosy, still snoozing- usually have a two year old in the bed who has kicked her dad out into hers and a baby the other side, as you can already imagine I’ve had a fantastic restful nights sleep.
And then it happens..
The clock strikes 5:30 I hear movement and wish silently if I stay very very still it might go back to sleep.
But no so in walks a 3 year old who has swapped her pjs for a pink swimming costume, tiara on head and wand in hand. She comes in singning something that reminisces Taylor Swifts ‘shake it off’ and begins to poke her sister until she’s awake as well.
The day has began thanks to the early riser!
I think I’d possibly die of shock if she slept past 6 am, it never happens she’s up before the crack of dawn and even the slightly darker mornings haven’t changed a thing.
As a result I’m usually dead on my feet come 9pm and have a social life similar to that of a 70 year old.
Then there’s the look of pity you get from other parents when discussing wake up times which we all do as some sort of competition every day, who got the most sleep.. I never get to win
The worst though has to be the ‘helpful’ tips especially when they come from people without children, the best of these being why don’t you put them to bed later. These crazy people do not realise the later a child goes to bed the earlier they rise.
No it doesn’t make sense not a lot of this parenting malarky does but thats just how it is.