Mornings? I love mornings. There is nothing like waking up to the sun shining in and the birds chirping. It is also nice to get up extra early before you need to be anywhere or do anything in particular. I like to take that time to relax, have a cup of tea, make a good breakfast, read the paper and most importantly take my time.
Now I'll admit that sometimes this happens a little later in the morning than most mornings but I wholeheartedly believe in the idea of the ritual. It works much better than waking up at the last second, after continually hitting the snooze and being in a rushed crazy mood all day. Why do I know so much about it? Well it is not me who does it. It is my wife.
It used to drive me crazy actually. Well the first few mornings it was cute. I would normally wake up at an early hour and I'd watch her sleep until the alarm would go off. Half asleep she would turn from me reach for the snooze and then settle back in my arms grumbling about the clock. Then finally when she was forced to wake up and she'd be in a hurry to make it to class on time, which was ironic because she really enjoyed her classes and wouldn't miss them even if her head was on fire.
Like I said it was cute the first couple of times, then kind of annoying. I didn't do much about it because it was still cute when she'd snuggle back up with me mumbling "5 more minutes." I did however move the alarm clock on my side of the bed. That worked most of the time, though occasionally she'd convince me to hit it again.
She talks in her sleep too. It is adorable. It took a little while getting used to though. But then again all aspects at the beginning of our relationship took me a while getting used to. However most of that was just me, my insecurities that didn't let me believe that I could be in love with this wonderful person and they were loving me back.
What makes it more interesting is when she is faking it. No not that kind of faking it. I mean pretending she is talking in her sleep when she isn't actually asleep. Whispering naughty words in my ear and then groping me in her sleep. At least the first time I thought she was asleep. I was blushing furiously and trying to control the heat that had rushed through my body worried that when she fully woke up she would be confused about my excited state. But then she broke into giggles. I'm sure you can guess where that morning went.
Usually I only pick up on her morning random mumblings because that is when I'm awake. I don't think she knows but I've had an entire conversation with her while she was asleep. I was working late on a project and she had business to take care of at the Magic Box. Honestly I wasn't expecting to see her that night. Usually late nights we would go back to our respective rooms and see each other in the morning. But when I had come back there she was already in bed. She started mumbling a mostly coherent sentence and I figured she was awake and we continued our small talk as I climbed into bed. The next morning however she wondered what time I got in completely unaware of our conversation.
Right, sorry you asked me about mornings and all I can do is talk about her. Well it is only natural because she is the reason to get out of bed in the mornings. She also is the reason to stay in bed in the mornings. I guess I broke a little out of my morning ritual because of her. I guess I can't deny that I enjoy a few extra snuggle minutes in her arms.
I love it when we have the best of both worlds. It is those mornings where we don't have anything pressing to do. She gets to stay in bed longer and I get to take my time. Now that I think about it... it is often those days where she 'talks in her sleep.' Those are definitely good mornings. I of course love every morning I wake up with Willow.