Just how does one wake up in a good mood? I can't remember doing that ever. I hate waking up. There's always that slightly foggy feeling right before you're completely cognizant of your surroundings, and then the jolt of daylight that makes you very aware that you should be elsewhere. The inevitable dragging out of bed, the propping open of the eyes that don't seem to know how to stay open on their own. The waiting for the coffee to brew so that they will stay open. Then the headachy feeling down the back of your neck that just won't go away. Like I said, I hate waking up. It would be much better if we never had to sleep or we never had to wake. How does a person wake up not tired? I know it is possible. Georgie does it quite often. We can always tell when she's had enough sleep because she wakes up smiling and laughing. When is the last time that ever happened to me? I suppose I must have been Georgie's age.
The best part about waking up is my kids. My eyes usually open just a little bit before they start to stir, so while I'm lying in bed I listen to their beginnings. Reagan usually shouts, "Katie!" and then she starts to laugh. Kate on the other hand typically starts to jump on the bed so I hear a sproingy kind of sound coming through the wall, and then she starts to laugh too. Then Georgie stirs. She's usually right next to me since by the time morning rolls around I've been up about 5 or 6 times nursing her around the 3rd or 4th time she ends up in bed with me because I just don't have the energy to put her back in her crib. Sorry to all of you that are staunch opponents to kids in bed with parents, but I swear that if you were getting up ever 1 1/2 hours, you'd give up at around that time, too. Anyway...Georgie arches her neck back so that she can look me full in the face, and then her little hand wavers in the air as she tries to touch my cheek. Then a contented smile spreads across her face and she starts to kick her legs because, "hey mom! it's morning!" At which point I groan and wish that I could just have a couple more hours of sleep.
Today is one of those weird Texas Spring days. It's gray and cloudy out. Occasional drops of rain fall, and it's about 80 degrees. It's one of those days that I can't figure out if it will be safe to go for a walk or not. The clouds might decide to let loose all of their pent up rage, and hurl large pellets of water at us as the thunder and lighting crash and flash above our heads. What a scary thought. On the other hand it might just stay mild the entire time and then I will feel like I've missed a great opportunity. Perhaps I'll take the walk, but pack my rubber boots in the back of the stroller. That is a definite idea.
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