Waking Up Early

Waking up early is a super hard task.

Imagine. Laying in bed, warm and snug. The love of your life lightly snoring next to you. You gently reach over and stroke their hair, feeling their breath entering and leaving their body.

And the baby, cradled softly in a dream. Her warm, fuzzy skin stuck to yours by an unseen, but definitely felt law.

The baby in my belly kicks. He’s hungry. He felt the blessing though, my eyes had opened.

I get up, bathroom. After Wudu, I look in the mirror smiling wide and tell myself “Wow, you’re amazing.” and quickly go thank the Almighty Creator for the blessing of this very moment.

I told myself to be stronger. Waking up early is my first blessing of the day, I prepare myself to recieve many many more.

I will no longer let houghts of weak procrastination control me and effect the things I love. Thats not me anymore.

Waking up early is a super hard task.

But I am determined to win the first battle.