Hey, Who needs sleep???

I hate early mornings and I will bribe, pay beg myself out of this parenting shift if I can. My poor suffering husband ( his words) has always been kicked out of bed for that first morning bottle, rousing the kids or if the postman is at the door.

It is a well known fact that I can sleep through any alarm , banging door, earthquake etc.

It’s strange though as this is only the case when Alan is asleep beside me, if I’m on my own its like I have hypersense. the first cry, car doors opening , movement from the kids.

Anyway when I know I have an important start the next day, I really struggle to sleep. Say I have a train to catch, have to get on the road early or the girls have to be somewhere. I just cannot relax the night before enough to sleep probably. This of course isn’t great when you have a jam packed day to look forward to.

This was the case today, my youngest had signed up for a before school archery class and had to be there for 7,30am on the dote.

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Again I found myself unable to get to sleep, clock watching, anticipating the alarm.

Well that is until around 6 am when I fell into an exhausted deep sleep and completely out of it.

Then of course at 6,30am I was gently shoved awake by my dear husband as my alarm had woke him and to his understanding the whole of our street.

Why oh why, the only good thing about this was that my daughter had a great time at archery class.

I of course will survive on coffee all day or maybe a red bull or three.

Lucky I love this girl.

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We are proud !

 

Like everyone over the last week I have been glued to my television watching the Olympics.

 

Finding myself caught up in the emotions and desires.

 

Celebrating the achievements with tears of joy and crying with sadness at the loss of dreams.

 

Yet one thing that has really got to me is the sadness of the British Olympians who haven’t got gold. They seem to think silver and bronze are fails, not good enough.

 

My heart aches and I’m finding myself screaming at the television “we love you”.

 

Everyone of the athletes that have participated in these games should be holding their heads high. Just to qualify for the Olympics means you are amazing, you are awesome.

 

The time, the dedication you have given to your chosen sport makes you a winner in my eyes.

 

For those holding their gold medals in their arms we as a country are so proud of you.

 

For those with silver and bronze you are winners too.

 

And for those who are leaving empty chested just remember we as a country admire and respect you.

 

You ALL did us proud.