7 am. That's all I ask for. I just want to sleep in till 7 am.
But once again, on the one morning that I even have a chance of reaching that distant goal....I'm woken up.
It's always something new.
Today a little girl stood at my bed at 6 am...."Mommy, I threw up on the couch."
Can I please get a break? Please?
At least she isn't "really" sick. She did this last year too. She gets a runny nose when the weather changes...refuses dinner one night and then spends all night sniffling....perfect recipie for upset stomach. I think she threw up on the couch that time too. Sigh.