I used to be a morning person. Alright, to be fair I was an anytime person. The Woman has said that I’m the only person she knows that you can wake up in the middle of the night and expect to be completely functional and rational within 2 minutes. Some call it a gift, I call it… useful.
But while I could easily stay up until 2 and still be bright eyed and bushy tailed at 7 am for years, that came screeching to a halt at the most inconvenient time. A few months before the little moppet was born sleep started to become an issue for me. And then she was born. And, I don’t know if you know this, but newborns can cause trouble for your sleep habits. My night times went from only needing 5 hours or so to needing 8 hours to only getting 3 hours. Kids sure are inconvenient.
I don’t feel like rehashing the whole sleep progression thing again. Kayleigh has become an excellent nighttime sleeper these days, and that means that we get to sleep in past 7 am 99% of mornings. Of course not much further than that, mind you, since my internal alarm clock is now pretty much permanently wired for 7:15. Initially we were so afraid of this new morning routine not lasting that we packed our evenings with as much TV watching, Internet surfing, time wasting activities we could muster. That started a very bad habit of staying up later than was good simply to maximize the adult time – but without really doing anything beyond clearing the DVR.
So now I’m thinking that I need to re-wire myself back to being a morning person. It’s time for me to get up before Kayleigh and actually accomplish things. When she wakes up I should be sitting at my computer writing and listening to music while already showered, shaved and fed. For this to work some boundaries need to be put in place. Stop watching the umpteenth rerun of Scrubs simply because it’s on TV. Don’t try to start typing up a post at 11:30 with eyelids already drooping. And for goodness sakes, give Angry Birds a rest already!
Seriously, those green pigs can wait ’til tomorrow.
On a semi-related note, I almost never have a desire to watch Scrubs in syndication. Not sure why, because I used to love it. The only two comedies I still routinely watch in reruns are Seinfeld and classic Simpsons.
Oh, and Justin is currently sleeping until around 8, with perhaps one wakeup at 5 or so. There, I contributed.
After years of Seinfeld re-runs I burned out on the show. Now it’s been long enough that I will watch it on occasion. The problem with the Simpsons is that I never see the classics anymore. It’s the only show where I catch a rerun, realize it’s one I haven’t seen, and quickly change the channel.
That’s great to hear about Justin’s sleeping – hopefully he stays with that. Don’t get too freaked out if that stops for awhile, though, because teething can play hell with sleep schedules. But some kids are just good sleepers. At least that’s what other parents tell me…