Before I was a mom...

I used to be a morning person. I would rise early, and be at work by 7:00 a.m. I’d come home, make dinner, watch a little TV with my husband, and then get ready for bed. He was an early riser too, so it worked out great. By 9:00, we'd shut off the TV and make our way upstairs. The process of getting ready for bed took some time; straightening the house, taking off make-up, personal scripture study and prayer. Then I’d open the novel on my nightstand, and read a couple chapters before my eyelids were so heavy I couldn’t focus on the page. By that time, it was nearly 10:00, and I gave up, turned out the light, and drifted off into a dream world. The next thing I knew, my alarm clock was telling me it was time to wake up.

That was before I was a mom. Things have changed. My bedtime has slowly been creeping back on me. At some point realized my goal was to be in bed by 11:00. Now, it’s midnight. Sometimes I make it, but not always. I really don’t want to allow it to creep into the early morning hours.

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