This morning arrived much earlier and more harshly than most. An odd pain in my toe punctured my dreams and startled me awake just before 5 am. I blinked at the clock, and tried to convince myself to ignore it so that I could get more sleep. It would not be ignored, and continued to irritate me.
The child normally wakes at 7:30-8 am, but he too, woke early. The sounds of his babbling began to come over the monitor by 6.
I am now practically cuddling with my mug of coffee in order to absorb the warmth. I made it a strong cup this morning, and stirred chocolate into it for a little decadence. Simon is already down for a nap, his schedule thrown off by his early rising.
Today will be one of appointments, housework, and cooking. Here’s hoping the coffee does its job today.