Yesterday, I woke up at 5:43 am because my shoulder was bugging me. Instead of going back to bed, I stayed awake, prayed, blogged, and tidied the house. By the time my family was awake I was full of energy and ready to go.
I felt great. Motivated. Energized.
Even though my sleep was less.
Today, I woke up at 7:14 am because I wanted to sleep in. Instead of getting up, I tried to squeeze those last minutes of sleep out me. By the time my family woke me up (namely Samuel) I was feeling already behind.
Anxious. Feeling behind. Tired.
Even though my sleep was more.
You would think that I would want to follow scenario one. Yet, I quickly fall prey to the idea, the comfort, of sleeping in. Yet, that 90 minutes extra transforms my day. I think it’s because I’m able to fill my cup — and then I have energy to fill my family’s cups. Otherwise, it’s this great competition of self.
It’s interesting to read that other blogging mommas have the same goal. I wrote this post this morning, but waited to publish till after lunch. When I came back to blogger (during one of those scheduled break times), I saw that Mandy — from the blog From the Trenches of Motherhood — has rising early as her goal as well. I think I see a theme…..
So, tomorrow, I’m going to try to get up at 6am. We’ll see what happens — I’m pretty sure my day will follow scenario one.
How about you? Do you find a difference to your day depending on the time you wake up?