The first day of my ‘getting up early challenge’, I woke up with my alarm clock, okay, my 11 month old son, took a shower and got a quiet moment to read my Bible. I wanted to get up earlier than all my boys, still rising earlier than 2 out 3 wasn’t that bad. Yes, I was slightly tired but I felt like I had time to get myself a little together before my day really started. It was a feeling I wanted to have again.
The last two days have been… ahem… major fails. With sick, sick boys I have been up a lot during the night and have not been able to get up on my own. The boys seem a little better this morning so hopefully, we are on the mend, and my early mornings can continue next week.