6 am? Are you freaking kidding me??? Liam, you are a wonderful baby, I love you more than anything, but 6 am on a Saturday? Is it really necessary??
The little bugger slept in last weekend when I was away . . . 8:30 am on Saturday and 9 am on Sunday. But this weekend, I am home and we are up at 6 am. I tried to just leave him in his bed and hope that he would quietly amuse himself and let me get a little more sleep. But that was a stupid though . . . sure, he was amusing himself with his blanket and stuffy sleep friends (a teddy bear and dragon) but he was anything but quiet! Seriously, I should have known better, when is this child ever awake and quiet?? I can't even imagine what life is going to be like once he actually learns to speak, because even though he only says one word, Ada (Liam speak for Daddy) the child never shuts up! He babbles all the time. He makes the strangest noises I have ever heard come out of a child. But, luckily for us, he hardly ever cries!
I guess I really shouldn't complain that he gets up early because I am sure there are lost of mommies out there with kids Liam's age who don't sleep through the night yet, something that Liam has been doing since about 5 months of age, but I miss sleeping in! I miss the days when getting up Saturday morning meant that we were going out somewhere to do something fun and exciting. Now getting up on Saturday morning involved me, in zombie mode following a wild and crazy child around the house making sure that he isn't eating the dog's bones, cat food or doing and of the other 5 million things he's learned how to do that 13 month old munchkins shouldn't be doing . . . oh, the life of a mommy! . . . is it nap time yet??? I hope so!