It's Saturday morning, 8AM, and I've been up for an hour. While I know that this isn't long for some people, I can remember the days when I used to sleep until 10 on a regular basis. Those were the days before childbirth. Every so often, when my son is staying with one set of grandparents or another, I'll get to sleep in like that, but most days, I'm up with him.

My husband wakes up early every weekday in order to go to work, so he's earned the right to sleep a little later on the weekends. I'll gladly give him that. However, when I start my full-time job, we are going to have to rethink things a little. We'll at least have to share the waking up early responsibilities.