I know I've said before that the nights are hard because I'm home by myself. But mornings are tough too. Tony doesn't usually get home until late and Braysen's an early riser. Usually 5:30am to be exact. Because he wakes up so early, Tony is still asleep. So during the morning, I try to keep Braysen occupied and quiet while I try to get ready. Most of the time I still have semi-wet hair and no makeup when I leave the house.
When I decided I wanted to not only have a little more time to myself to get ready in the morning, along with maybe a little time to work out, I decided I needed to get up earlier. So Wednesday morning, my alarm went off at 4:15. I worked out, showered and got almost completely ready before Braysen woke up at 5:45. He slept in that day :)
Thursday I didn't bother because it was my work from home day so I don't do makeup and hair those days.
For Friday, I totally thought I was set. My alarm went off at 4:15, and I shut it off immediately. I heard Braysen on the monitor. What the heck?! This incident certainly proved I had been thinking this for a long time. My dang alarm clock is waking him up every morning. I think Wednesday may have just been a fluke that he slept in. So needless to say, we were both up way too early, were both very tired and grumpy, and I still didn't get the opportunity to work out or get ready!
I'm not really sure where to go from here, because as it looks, I will never get a chance to get up and get ready before Braysen is awake.
My favorite thing about our hectic mornings, though, is kisses through the shower door!