To those of you parents out there... you hear the little one cry and debate between the following: pacifier, time to eat, diaper or just let them be for a while. Not to mention that on top of that you, yourself are dragging and you look at the clock, "Is it really already 5am?"
Lina usually gets up about 7am but the last few days she's began "talking" at 5:15 or so. This weekend is also my orchestra rehearsal weekend (Saturday and Sunday 9:30 - 5:00). A lot of playing but very good for us. This morning I need to be in a neighboring village at 9:15 to start tuning the orchestra for the rehearsal. After about an hour and a half of trying to figuring out ways to get my little one to fall back to sleep I finally gave up and got up. She was awake and there was nothing within my control to change it. I was dragging a bit and suddenly saw that the clocks were exactly one hour apart on the computer and everywhere else in my home. "Could it be?," I thought to myself, fighting in the place between asleep and awake. "What time is it?!?!?!"
Yes, it is daylight savings time in Europe. So I finally came to the conclusion that my dear sweet little girl did not start her "talking" at 5:15 but at 4:15am because of the time change. I thought I had rolled out of bed at 7am but it was really 6am. By "rolled" I mean that I had finally gotten out of my bed for the 10th time in an hour and a half and after pacifier replacements, a feeding, a dirty diaper, trying to get her to sleep on my chest and then at the end resulting to the fact that she wouldn't just play in her crib by herself for another 30 min.... I rolled out of bed.
As I write this I feel like it is somewhat of an "oh, poor me" story, but not really. Now that I have "rolled" out of bed I am quiet content. Drinking tea, having breakfast, watching the sky get brighter and brighter. Now what's my calling now?... another dirty diaper.
This wraps up the post. Cheers to all the wonderful parents and our beautiful children. :)