I used to be a morning person in my previous (before kids) life. I was ok with waking up early to go to work. Sometimes, especially in the winter, I did prefer staying in, but usually I didn’t mind waking up early. The reason behind this willingness to get an early start during the week was the certainty of the coming weekend which meant I had 2 of the 7 days to get up anytime I wanted. Even if I didn’t sleep much longer on the weekends, I still had the option.
Not having the option for the last 5 years is what I miss the most. I wake up the same time I was waking up before. The only difference is that now there are NO weekends sleeping in, NO happy shiny me. Tired and cranky me is what usually poor Yianni sees when he wakes me up at 6:40 + EVERY, SINGLE, MORNING.
This is what my friend Iro posted a few weeks ago on her fb page. Parenting reality no 1!