So it isn't Friday. But we're going to pretend, because I just can't find the energy to do much of anything on Friday nights. This week's topic: Waking up Go. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ As I thought about this topic, many questions raced through my mind. Should I write about waking up in the literal sense, or the metaphorical? Physical waking, emotional waking, spiritual waking? I pondered this all day today....really defeating the piont of five minute Friday, I think, but still came up with nothing. Until I put Charlotte to bed. I hate putting Charlotte to bed on Sunday nights, because I know that when she wakes up in the morning, the weekend is over. And thus will begin five days where we have precious little time together. Where she will see more of Kay Kay than of me. Where I miss her all day, and as soon as I pick her up I am pulled in 50 different directions. Waking up on weekends is always too early, but I love it, when her little voice calls me toward consciousness through the baby monitor. We have our time together, Charlotte and I, me with my coffee and her with her "ba." Barney on the television. Sweet fuzzy head on my chest. Just me and my baby girl. Makes waking up worth it.