Now one thing everyone knows about me, I am not a morning person. Never have been and probably never will be; but some one forgot to tell my two year old son- Asher, this fact about his mommy. Granted my sweet, sweet boy is only two years old and his schedule and well being goes much higher on my priority list than my need for sleep, (I think all mothers can relate to that) but being woken up at 6 a.m. when I just barely closed my eyes at 1 a.m. doesn't typically make for the most pleasant of mornings.
See last night was father's day and like a good wife, daughter and granddaughter I...well, we (my husband, our son and myself) went over to my parents house and had a lovely night of grilled food, crisp salad, ice cold libations, and topped the evening with a bonfire accompanied by smores and some backyard volleyball. It was a superb way to end our weekend. Although my parents live about 45 minutes away from our house out in the county. So, our little man who typically goes to bed between 7:30-8:00 pm didn't even arrive home until 10pm! Imagine my surprise when this tuckered out little boy who didn't fall asleep until at least 10:30- I say closer to 11- comes creeping into mommy and daddy's room at 6 a.m. this morning.
Here I am, dead to world, a tornado could have ripped through my neighborhood and I still would have been sawing logs and drooling all over my satin pillowcase. I don't hear the door creep open like usual, nor do I hear him close it behind him. I about hit the ceiling because I peek open my eyes there is a little person laying next to me. He rolls over and puts his nose almost touching mine, smile his big cheesy grin and says "Hi mama". My heart just explodes with joy and I feel like I'm floating in a sea of love. I look at the clock and see 6 a.m. but for the first time I don't care at all what time the clock says. Asher and I cuddle up and he sleeps with me for another hour or so until we need to get up and go about our day.
As much as I detest the hour of 6 a.m. or any hour before 9 truthfully, I wouldn't have traded anything in the world for that hour early this morning that I got to spend sunggled between my son and my husband. So I have decided as long as I go to bed before 11:30....6 a.m. isn't so bad after all. :)