Ron leaves for work by 6:10 in the morning - six days a week. He gets ready to leave the house in a tiptoe, quietly shuffling from room to room being mindful not to wake anyone. He does this because he loves me and he knows I'd give anything to slep in a bit in the morning. Seth, however, couldn't care less how much sleep I think I need. By 6:20 most days he is standing on the side rail of my bed, leaning in real close, his face inches from mine, demanding, "Mommy, Momma! Ah eeyaw. Mommy ah eeyaw!" I know this doesn't sound so bad but you have to understand that when I say 'demanding' what I really mean is he yells and cries at me before I'm even conscious. And then yells more and louder if I'm not up and running to the kitchen in under 4 seconds. And God forbid my pregnant self should feel the urge to stop at the bathroom on the way.
What is it that makes this 2 year old bounce up just minutes after daddy leaves? I have tried pleading with Ron to try and be a little quieter, that he must be making too much noise. He has since convinced me that if I don't even hear him getting up in the same room, then why should Seth? And why would he not get up while Ron was still here?
Perhaps the fact that we have lived here for nearly six months and still haven't gotten any curtains/blinds/shades on his bedroom windows has something to do with it. Maybe that would also explain why he started out sleeping a bit latert and has gradually been getting up earlier. So yesterday I bought shades. The room darkening kind. And I am getting them up today. And tomorrow we are sleeping in until 8.
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