Looks like mornin in your eyes. But the clock's held 9:15 for hours...Thank you much Nora Jones. So this morning, at 5:07am, my alarm on my phone began "serenading" me with "You, are my baby love, baby love, you make the sunshine bright, OOOH boy, you're my every everything that I could ever dream of." Typically when I hear that song, I scramble to hit any button so the madness will STOP! Again and again. and again. and again. Anyone who really knows me knows I am certainly, not in ANY circumstances a "morning person." It honestly feels like the absolutely most dreadful, unnatural, and horrific occurrence, getting out of bed. ESPECIALLY before the sun has come up.My sweetheart, I love this, used to have to get up at 4ish in the morning to catch the "express bus" that went straight up to the U from Provo when we were first married. Back when he was planning on Dental School, HA! It was hilarious, the first word out of his mouth every morning, without fail, was some sort of profanity. Usually OH SHI*!!!!! Not that I blame him. We are two peas in a pod.
I, on the other hand, can honestly say, besides those days when I used to have to wake up and take him down to the bus-stop, I haven't seen the sunrise in YEARS!!! Not even when Jaxon was nursing. THANK heavens for that.
My friend, Steph and I have had several tearful laughs talking about this issue. She told me about her morning wos and it has to do with the first words out of her mouth being SOB. So now we have a code, "it's been an SOB morning, but I'm trying to get over it." This is one of the reasons I love this woman so much. MM hm
So back to this morning. Steph is leaving for 5 weeks to Florida today. :( :( :( I am so happy that she gets to run away and have a great time, but I might cry, that's all I have to say. So she has been going to Jazzercise for a while now at the butt crack of dawn, 5:30. I decided to take one for the team and go with her today for a "going away" present for her. (not really, but HA HA, how generous am I? Shows how much I love her.) I can honestly say, besides the agony of realizing after that damn song blares on my phone and jerks me out of my peaceful state that I can't keep throwing it against the wall every time it speaks up, I actually have to move my tush vertical and move my ace, I actually enjoyed "sneaking up on the day" by being awake early enough to witness an actual SUNRISE!
I got to shake it using the step. (a fun little twist on the workout--ending up 180 degrees opposite the whole class, SMACK dab in the front one time.) But you know, it really was refreshing! I got to have a nice bath with Franky(tunes) and all the tub toys, of course, but alone! I can't remember the last time I have done that. Normally the sound of the tub water running is Jaxon's que to bolt, strip, and join whoever is getting in. Here are some perks from waking up earlier. (I have been considering pros and cons to see if it's really worth it.)
*Some completely alone time. No one needs anything, and it's my choice what I listen to, think, and do.
*Move that body!! I am an active person, naturally. But it doesn't always come natural if ya know what I mean. Having a little one makes things a little tougher, timing wise. It is so nice to get it done first thing in the morning, so I can feel the release FIRST and start my day and thinking right.
*Heavenly Father answers prayers when my mind is emptier and more open. Those two components usually don't grace my mind during my chaotic days. How about you?
*An extra few hours before anyone is even living!!!! Oh, my goodness. How often do we, moms, complain about never having any ME time?!?!? I wish for more all the time. Not girl's night out, or date night, but at home with no one asking for anything, or needing anything just "hm what can I do now?" type time...Well, it may not be easy to hear, but for me, at least, it's my own dang fault. If I choose to sleep in, I am pretty much kissing ME time goodbye. Choices, choices.
*An overall better feeling about utilizing life and putting first things first. I am a huge believer that we constantly need to nourish our minds, spirits, and hearts by reading wholesome, uplifting books (including the scriptures) AND write in a journal. I LOVE THIS. However, sometimes, as crucial as this is in the overall scheme, it can all-too-easily be pushed aside and soon we find ourselves depleted, tired, overwhelmed, maybe depressed, hopeless, NOT in touch with the Spirit, and definitely not our "best selves."
This, for me is the most important aspect and the argument that might just help me continue to move my ace and start living, really living, when normally I would be dead to the world and swearing my face off. It looks pretty clear cut on paper doesn't it? HM...we'll see how it goes tomorrow when that dang phone blares rudely and interrupts my blissful sleep.
What do you think?!
