Then I got pregnant again. Now 5am seems like an insult. Who gets up at 5am when they're worn out from growing another person?? Not to mention the fact that you have to get up every hour to pee and you cannot get comfortable AT ALL!! Not that I'm complaining of course! I know it's a blessing to be pregnant, honest. But 5am? Seriously? You'd be upset too. Really - you would.
So anyway. I just figured I was stuck with it. Just my bad luck to be stuck with an early riser. Payback, my mum would say - I did it to her you see. But then comes yesterday morning. I am awakened from sleep by....well not by a beautiful baby. I just woke up. Like at a normal time. Huh? Can it be? The sun is rising - usually I have been up a while when the sun rises!! Yeah!!! It's a miracle! Praise be!! WOW!!!!!! It's 6.30am. OMGosh!!!!!!!!!!! (There was a time in my life when 6.30 am would have been terrible but I barely remember that life). Now though, the panic sets in. Why isn't the beautiful baby awake? What terrible affliction has happened during the night? I should rush in to the room and shake her awake just to make sure she's still breathing right? But.......I haven't lain in bed for this long in 18 months......... why spoil it? But........ she might be sick.......what to do?????
In the end, I crept into her room like a thief in the night. Praise God - she is sleeping, like an angel. So beautiful. As I walk out of the room, she stirs. All is well with the world.
So last night - dare I hope that it might happen again? I re-created the bedtime routine from the night before. I prayed hard when I went to sleep. This morning I awoke to .......... the husband's alarm clock!!!!! Baby still sleeping!! Can this possibly last??