For many, many years, I was one of those people who slept in as long as I possibly could.
Fortunately for me, we’ve been blessed with children who don’t wake up before 8:00 in the morning, so I could usually get away with staying in bed until then. When I’d hear them making noise, I’d finally roll out of bed, and my day would start at exactly the same time as theirs did.
Although this kind of worked, way back in a deep, dark corner of my mind, I knew it wasn’t the best plan.
For one thing, I was always a bit cranky in the morning, because I hadn’t really had time to fully wake up.
Another problem was that I really like to have a bit of alone time first thing in the morning, but it could never happen when I woke up at the same time as the girls.
The most annoying part were all those women who kept talking about their “quiet time” in the morning, starting the day with devotions. I immediately felt defensive when I’d hear about early morning quiet times, because my conscience bothered me. I tried to justify everything by telling myself that prayer can happen any time of day, but really, I knew my day would go better if I would have the self-discipline to start it right.
I stuffed down these problems for as long as I could, and found other times of day for doing what I needed to do. Kaylia was still taking long afternoon naps, so I had time for reading with Anika, exercising, doing my devotions, and taking a quick nap each afternoon.
But one fateful day, Kaylia decided she was done with naps. At the ripe old age of two. I had been expecting a few more years of naps out of her, but it was not to be.
Suddenly, I had no time for exercising or devotions, and I knew something had to change.
I started waking up 15 minutes early. Not much time, but it was a start.
Before long, I changed it to half an hour earlier, and stayed there for quite some time. I got my exercising done, but that was about it.
After a few months, I decided to wake up 45 minutes earlier than the girls, so that I could exercise and do my devotions.
And I’m still going strong. Some mornings I wake up an hour early, if I need some extra time for working on the computer.
The weird part in all of this is that the very thing I most dreaded for many years has become one of the best parts of my day. Now I will sound like all those annoying women when I say how much I love a quiet house on an early, fresh morning.
I spend a little bit of time praying, and then I do yoga. I love that time.
If I’ve ever gotten to bed exceptionally late, wanted a bit of extra sleep, and gone back to waking up at 8 am, I feel completely disgusting.
I don’t know if it’s because my body is so used to waking up at 7:15 am, or if I just really need that quiet time alone before I’m ready to jump into the day, but if I sleep later, I am grumpy.
Finding what works for my morning routine has made a huge difference for how I feel about the rest of the day.
My new goal for this next year is getting to bed earlier! Oh my goodness, is that ever a hard one for me! But maybe by next year, I’ll love going to bed earlier as much as I love waking up earlier!
What’s your morning routine? And do you have any tips for how I can get my evening routine working a little better?