It only just started the last week or so. At first, I thought it was a fluke. A one or two time aberration. But now it’s happened at least three times. Three is a trend, right? It’s been so long, nine years, that I had to remember how to do it.
This week, I’ve had to set an alarm to wake up on time. Shocking, I know.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like we’re all sleeping in until 10am or even 7am. The alarm is set for 6 o’clock. But for the first time in a very long time, everyone in the house can sleep past 6am. At the same time.
By 6:30 or 7:00, we’re still a cyclone of activity. But I’m getting used to this new sleep until 6 am reality. And hoping it lasts.
That is a milestone. It hasn’t been 9 years for me yet, but I have a hard time imagining what it would be like to need an alarm for 6 a.m. …sounds blissful.