I'll admit it friends, sometimes I go too far. Last night was just such an occasion.
Mom stayed up late (that was totally on her, I have no blame there). Mom's late arrival to bed disturbed Dad's schedule. He got up around midnight. He was nice enough to provide a midnight snack at my request.
I became rather thirsty around 2:30. Naturally a fresh drink is much better than a stale one, so I woke Mom to let her know my dish was in need of a refill. She was a bit crabby, but she caved by 2:45.
Can I help that her bladder is well-trained to wake at 3:30? She was already up, so I requested some snuggles, loudly.
Was I really hungry at 4:30am, my usual breakfast time? No not really, but it was 4:30. If I don't wake her at 4:30 one day she gets totally spoiled.
She was really crabby then... what a drama queen. I could tell she was pretty sleepy too. If I let her fall fully asleep, it was going to be impossible for her to wake up at 5:30, right? I felt a mew every five minutes would do the trick.
Maybe I should have "Shut It!" by 4:50, or "Knocked that out" by 5:15. Really the line is thin... how are you to know you've crossed it until it's too late? So my pre-departure snuggles this morning were a bit... tense, but by this afternoon we are solid again.
So the question is, do I lay off till 4:30 tonight? Maybe 4:15...