Just venting

about a month ago my notoriously early rising princess began sleeping in to the wondrous hour of 9 (actually it was usually more like 930). I have no idea why, but I generally try not to question God's little miracles. This was such a beautiful gift for so many reasons. I got to enjoy a bit of quiet time in the morning before she woke up. I got to get a few things done. I could even sleep in if I wanted to, and oh did I want to! Waking up at 9 is a miraculous feat for me (just ask Rob). My whole life, I have been cursed with a sleep cycle that insists upon waking by 7:30am, regardless of the goings on the night before. So for God to bless me with the gift of Bella sleeping in, PLUS I'm sleeping in as well. . . it's nothing short of miraculous.

Ah, but alas, all good things must come to an end. A very unfortunate end. And it has. My beautiful, blissful late mornings have come to a screeching halt.

Beginning this past Monday, the Princess has returned to her prior early rising status. 

WHY???? WHY HAVE THOU FORSAKEN ME???!!!!!

What have I done?? What can I do to make it right again? Give me a sign and it shall be done!

Pray more? What do the muslims do? I'll top that!  Eat worms? Delicious!  Feed the hungry? Call me Betty Crocker. . . do they like worms?

Show me what I need to do to return to good graces and I will do it.

I will be waiting God. . . waiting  here in my comfy bed with my light blocking eye mask for a sign. . . .Could you let my sign be a silent baby monitor tomorrow morning until about 9:30ish please?? I'm really exhausted.