Last night Elisa was telling me about her psychology class. At some point this week they got in a conversation about times that people wake up. The teacher said, “So for school days many of you maybe get up at 6 or 6:30 or for some of you 7 or later. But we don’t typically get up at 6 on a Saturday. What time do we get up on a Saturday?” Elisa’s response of “2”not only made the teacher pause but many of her classmates too. But yes, it’s true. Without anything she has to be up for, 2 p.m. is about the earliest I’ll see my daughter appear from her room. It can be later.
You can imagine that this probably doesn’t make school day mornings very easy to get up for her. Despite many alarms set it’s normally not until we go through a whole routine of things that she actually gets out of bed and out the door. All with the flip of a switch!
First of all, can we just pause at the irony that her alarm is the chorus of a song that just says “Don’t wake me up” over and over again. On days like today when it plays for 30 minutes while I’m up getting ready, it cracks me up to hear it over and over and over again.
When it’s ACTUALLY time that she NEEDS to be out of bed, I become very thankful for our apartment’s entry way light. Elisa’s bedroom has a window into that entry way which means despite the sun not coming up as early in the morning I can somewhat suddenly simulate that without blinding her so much with her room light that she just hides under the covers and goes back to sleep.
A few knocks, warnings that Caitlin will be here in 10 minutes, and when necessary standing in the door way until her feet touch the floor, and we’re we’re good to go. Of course many days it’s not that complicated and she actually gets up on her on, but it’s nice to have a plan when we need it!
Now, off to wake her up for the second time today …