Mornings

I am not a morning person. I, repeat, am not a morning person. I never have been and I never will be a morning person. Each day at 6 AM, “Meatball” wakes up very hungry. Fortunately, I am allowed to sleep until about 7AM because my wife is awake to give him a bottle. I normally get up after lying in the bed for about 10 to 20 minutes praying that “Mooky” does not wake up. It is easier for me to feed “Meatball” his breakfast of baby food or toast (depending on his mood) without “Mooky” distracting him. Then I like to lie around with “Meatball.” “Mooky” is more like me because he too is not a morning person. He does not like to be woken up prior to him getting up on his own, which is around 8AM. When “Mooky” wakes up that is when the fun really begins. “Mooky” has eczema and needs to be moisturized about three to four times a day. As soon as he gets up I have to put Eucerin cream on him, dress him, and get him on the potty. Some days this order may vary. Then “Mooky” and I have breakfast while struggling to keep our food out of the reach of “Meatball.” Once we finish our breakfast I must make the decision of whether to relax, do chores, or complete my school work. I thought that flashes in my mind amongst these options is to go back to sleep. Yet I cannot because if I fall asleep on the kids something will happen where either one or both of them will get hurt. Both household chores and class work are very undesirable choices, but there is a method to my madness in choosing what to do. If the boys are quietly watching T.V. then I both options are on the table so I do whichever of the two I feel is best. Then when the boys are napping I do the other. Yet I have heard that while kids nap parents should do the same, but I don’t like to take naps. I would just rather go to bed early and savor that sweet silent rest that has been elusive throughout my day