What about the cuddles?

This working early, getting off before dark thing...I'm LOVING it so far. The girls are doing well getting themselves off to school in the morning, with a few reminder calls from mom right up until they are walking out the door to catch the bus. Yesterday I got home with enough daylight left to take the dogs for a walk with Unruly and Hubby and still have some time left to putz around outside before it got dark.

I love getting to the office before anyone else. It's so quiet, so peaceful, and I seem much more productive when I'm not tempted to chit-chat with my cube-mates. I love being on the road before it gets clogged and seeing the sun turn the sky brilliant shades of pink, orange, yellow as I'm pulling out of the driveway. I've always been an early morning person. One of my favorite jobs was when I managed a barn in Florida and had to be up and out feeding the horses before 6 a.m. That quiet time before the rest of the world wakes up is my favorite time. Everything is so fresh and new and the feeling of impatience to get started is thick in the air.

One thing I did not anticipate is Unruly's reaction to my up-with-the-sun schedule. She misses her morning cuddles in mom's bed. She sobbed and cried yesterday morning when she didn't get up soon enough to spend some time with me. This morning she woke up just after I got out of bed and cried for cuddle time. Just five minutes of snuggling beneath the covers, our breath mingling, our bodies spooned while we just talk about silly six-year-old stuff is enough to really start both our days out right.

I am more than happy to oblige with snuggles. I love our cuddle time as much as she does and it was just one of those I didn't think about with the early morning gig. We'll work quality cuddle time back in, somehow. That's pretty important stuff. The world can come falling down around our ears, but all that can wait. My kid needs cuddles.