mornings

Princess Morag has never been a morning person, she rather loves her bed.  If she attempted to say she has somehow become a 'morning person' anyone in her family would snort with derision at the notion.  So she won't go that far.  BUT, since the summer she no longer holds murderous thoughts towards whoever/whatever woke her, which in her book has got to be progress and pretty miraculous too!

It seems that five years of motherhood, to children who are really strange cheerful creatures in the early hours of the day, has trained her to some degree to cope with rising.  Previously only Christmas morning and catching-a-flight-somewhere mornings were the ones where she could get out of bed with any sort of enthusiasm for the start of a new day.  Princess Morag can't stretch to enthusiasm yet on a normal run of the mill morning, but she does manage sort-of-cheerful-I-know-I-need-to-get-up-ness.  This has stemmed from a growing realisation that her role of mother is essential to the possibility of her household getting ready for leaving the house on time. This has taken on greater importance with Master Ryan's starting school; Princess Morag knows that the young master will fare better if he arrives at school in plenty of time, therefore she has to help him get there.  And now she is grateful for his ability to get up early by himself (in fact his acting as an alarm clock for the whole household) because even though she can muster enough discipline to get herself up now, it wouldn't be strong enough to be shared with another person, certainly not without much grumbling.

"If a man loudly blesses his neighbor early in the morning, it will be taken as a curse."  Proverbs 27:14 (NIV)