Yawn……..getting up at 5am is bad enough when it happens during the week, but on a Sunday it seems to be twice as hard. Elisabeth woke up at 5am screaming so loud that I jumped out of bed and got to her in about 3 seconds. She wasn’t impressed when all she got was a 10 second cuddle and when I put her back in bed she screamed the house down. She soon figured out that it wasn’t achieving much and she settled down. I tried to get comfortable on the armchair and was hoping desperately that she was going back to sleep so I could have another hour or so before the day would officially start. No such luck, although she was quiet and had a snooze every now and then, she clearly wasn’t going back to sleep and I was too uncomfortable on the chair to have a snooze myself. I considered laying on the wooden floor, but it looked too cold and hard.
One of the rules of the sleep training method we use is that the day doesn’t start until 6am. So at 6 I got her up, changed and dressed and took her to see her, very tired and disappointed looking, daddy.
The ironic thing is that it is now 9am, I have finally woken up and Elisabeth is getting ready to go to bed again! But by the time she is asleep I’ll be too awake to have a nap! Ah well, who needs sleep anyway. Sleep is for losers 🙂