3:30 AM is not a reasonable wake-up time …

I seemed to have birthed a morning person. Which is generally fine with me, because I am a fellow morning person, up between 5:30 and 6:30 AM, without the aid of an alarm clock — and my most productive hours are typically in the morning. But 3:30 AM is ridiculous. This morning Gracie was ready to party at 3:30 AM. Should I just leave her screaming in her crib? Much more difficult to do now, that (1) she yells specific requests — "mommy" and "up" — instead of unspecific crying, and (2) I’m afraid it will finally occur to her that she could climb out of her crib (and I want her to stay there for a bit longer). Now that she can talk, I don’t feel like I am letting a blob-like baby cry it out — I feel like I am cruelly denying a human being what they need. I tried taking her to bed with us, which works if her need is mommy-cuddling. But, no, that just egged her on. Because this morning, what Gracie wanted was mommy-playing. She climbed over me, played with the covers, and tried her new trick of attempting to merge our faces together by pushing (not sure if that works in this space-time continuum). So I gave it up and turned on an Elmo DVD. Now, I’m not that upset about her being a moody toddler today, because that’s the nanny’s problem (she’s with Gracie from 8-2 today). But, I am working this morning, drafting a chapter for a book (due this Thursday), editing bylaws for a volunteer organization, and meeting with two new clients. I could have used a few more hours of sleep — but that is the side effect of having a toddler — the wonderful joys of having an unpredictable life. Perhaps Gracie is in training to start a new donut or coffee franchise. Fine, as long as I get a good cut of the IPO.

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