Though I may be exhausted, one thing I try to do each morning is get out of bed and start my day while baby boy and husband are still sleeping. Sleep is important, yes, but for me I think it’s even more important to have a quiet time in the morning to just . . . Be.
I don’t even do anything noteworthy. This morning I started laundry, made a quick breakfast, drank coffee, and looked at houses for sale in our new future hometown on Zillow. Right now I mostly just want time for my brain to not have to be engaged in thinking about breastfeeding and wondering why my baby gets such bad gas in the late afternoon/early evening. I imagine that once I get into a mama groove, I may actually use this time to do more productive things or things that feed my soul like reading (one day, I’ll read a book again!).
We’re in a crazy phase of life right now: new baby, selling our condo, looking for a new home out-of-state, trying to figure out when we’ll be able to move, one of us is finishing a dissertation (hint: it’s not me!), and one of us is trying to plan a short return to work after maternity leave that doesn’t involve paying for childcare (hint: it’s not my husband!). Quiet moments are few and fart between, so I’m finding that I have to take them where and when I can.
So for now, I luxuriate in the calm, quiet of the house and the silence of the early morning hours.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to change my laundry over.