My Family in the Morning
The alarm clock sounds and all I hear is a groan. I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping against all that is holy, that today he will just get up and quietly get ready for the day and allow me to sleep for that extra hour. Grunts and groans sound from the other side of the bed and I am sure some expletive words are being muttered under his breath. Quietly, monitoring my breath in and my breath out trying to mimicking sleeping, relaxing as he crawls out of bed and heads into the hallway. I know that I have at least 15 minutes to cat nap while he completes his morning routine in the bathroom. Ouph, oh wait I have to reposition the littlest bed hog on the face of the planet. With a king size bed that you could essentially have three grown people sleeping in, I am almost falling off the edge of the bed because the toddler has crawled into bed with me and his father. After a second kick in the ribs and a whap of hands into my ear, I shove the bed t...