Throughout my life I have always been a morning person, I used to get up at 6 to get me and my brother ready for school and it didnt bother me at all. Recently I have been struggling. Waking at 6 is going to be the death of me. <!–more–> Im not sure why but Ellie woke up at 4am this morning, she usually sleeps 7pm – 6am which is good concidering she could barely manage 4 hours on her own 3 months ago. I tried Dentinox for her teeth as I am convinced she has got another one coming but she clearly wanted cuddles as she wouldnt even play with the toys. She ended up in our bed which hasnt happened in a long time and as much as I loved the sleepy cuddles that I never get any more I quickly remembered the joys of cosleeping 😴. After at least half an hour of Ellie kicking me in the ribs and tossing and turning to get herself comfy I ended up with the very edge of the bed and unable to move. I finally got to sleep to then be woken by having my hair pulled. Thanks Ellie!! Today calls for lots of walking this morning but then plenty of rest too. I am exhausted. 
Happy Saturday 😂
I hate mornings.
Mothering A Rainbow 