And as I lay me down tonight,
I close my eyes, what a beautiful sight - Jason Mraz
The back of your eyelids for eight hours solid is the most wonderful thing. Ever.
No children to wake you in the middle of a dream, no crying out or screaming. No changing wet beds or dirty nappies in the middle of a cold night. Just pure, blissful sleep.
Usually I'm awake well before dawn to get some solid office work done before the household arises. But today there was no work to do. My laptop was under the watchful eye of our IT guy. At the office.
So when there's nothing to get up for, there is lots of reason to go back to bed.
Like when your eldest child wakes up at 8am. I turned on kids TV, and crept back to bed. When that same child needed help in the bathroom. I did what I had to, then went back to bed.
And finally when I awoke of my own accord, I stretched out like the cheshire cat and asked my freshly showered husband what the time was.
It was 9:45am.
I had to pinch myself. Just like in a dream.
Because I couldn't hear the cry of my toddler (he was still asleep), or the demands of my 4 year old, I lay in bed and thought about how great I felt. And what my plans were for the day.
What day, you ask? Because it was really half over (the productive half anyway). As it turned out, I didn't actually get much done today.
But it was so nice just to wake up feeling refreshed and awake.