Grateful

This morning Anna woke up at 5:30 to eat and then went back to sleep for a  hour. By 6:45 she was done with sleeping and ready to get out of that bed! I grudgingly got her up and took her into the living room, wishing for another hour or maybe two of sleep. I put her in the floor and surrounded her with toys and turned on Baby Einstein so I could maybe get one more wink. As I did, the thought occurred to me that she won't do this forever. She won't need me to get her out of bed and she won't need me to entertain her constantly. She'll only be little for another minute or so  (at least that's what it feels like) and as I lay on the couch watching her play, I decided I'm grateful for early Sunday. It's just my baby and me and a few toys and she needs me. I need her. And sleeping is for wimps!