The Morning Monster

I've always been the girl who wakes up ten minutes before the alarm goes off with an annoying grin on her face ready to greet the new day. I would jump out of bed and begin my morning routine as my hubby continued to smack the sleep button.

That was one thing I never understood about him.

Why the hell would you set your alarm for 6 a.m. just to hit the sleep button four times and wake up at 6:40 a.m. Why not set the alarm later? This debate has gone on between us for years.

Flash forward five years and you'll find a different picture entirely.

Now? I'm lucky to even hear the alarm. I'm either in a deep slumber due to middle of the night {er 5:30 a.m.} feedings or already running around the house wrangling in Baby J.

That smile I use to have has been replace with a more savage-like grimace. And some days I bet the neighbors can even hear my hollering whispers of sweet nothings as I ask my husband to help me.

Yep, the girl who used to adore morning is now a hater. Big time, hater.

Between J waking up for nighttime feedings {this week it's been 2 nighttime feedings due to his lack of routine while on vacation} and the normal exhaustion of working fulltime I can't manage to find a happy medium for the mornings.

And when J wakes up very early and in a foul mood {which is becoming an unwelcomed norm} I can hardly function to get all of us ready without blowing a gasket. Sadly, for my husband, the frustration is typically targeted at him. He tries to help and trust me he really does {most days}, but remember the beginning of this post? Yeah he has never been a morning person. Ever.

So for now, our household consists of two parents who would do anything for their kid to sleep past 5:30 a.m. and a baby who has decided that's his favorite playtime.

Oy ve.

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