Lately, mornings have been my favorite time of the day. Even though they have recently been starting around the 5:45-6:30 hour, they still have become a very precious time for me. I have started to call it "my gabe time". Yes, I am with him basically 24/7 and yes, about 10 hours of the day it is typically "mine and gabe time" but mornings have become my favorite.
It all starts when I hear him giggling in the crib while I am trying to get my last precious moments of sleep before I go in to get him. But after hearing him giggle, I can't help myself to go in the room. Instantly upon opening the door, he squeals with delight at seeing me enter the room and then he jumps around laughing just waiting for me to come over to him.
Then after the morning ritual of diaper changes and feeding him, gabe and I ultimately gather on the floor and just play. We play anything that comes to my mind and we laugh and sing and squeal while doing it. Then after I see those eyes start to glaze over and I still don't want him to go to sleep quite yet, I bring him over to the couch and do this:
He nestles in right on my shoulder and we watch baby einstein. These precious moments are what I look forward too. A time where my son isn't kicking and squirming to get down on the floor, but he is still and wanting to sit next to me. It is "my gabe time"
And that is why mornings are my favorite.