Running on Coffee
I am on a caffeine high this morning. I’ve been up since 4:10 a.m.
His Royal Highness, Mr. Must-Eat-Now, woke up then and demanded his breakfast. Normally I would have let him cry it out, but he’s been doing this strange eating pattern lately where he’s eating more solid foods and nursing less. In other words, it had been twelve hours since I last nursed him. Ouch. Yeah, I was about ready to go and wake him up myself.
After that, he was in a cheerful mood and ready to stay up for the day. At 4:30. 
Since I usually get my daughter off to preschool at 6:15 with her dad (they keep early hours), there wasn’t much point in trying to convince the baby to go back to sleep. So, early morning for me. I’m hoping that I can still get some good writing in this morning without my fingers shaking all over the keyboard from the tank of coffee I’ll be consuming. 
Last night, my boy went out bike riding with his dad. He was watching his front wheel instead of the road and hit a parked truck. 
Poor boy got scrapes and bruises, but that’s all part of learning to ride. My husband was incredulous. “How do you hit a parked truck? How is that possible?”
Genetics, my dear husband. Yes, I, too, hit stationary objects when I was learning to ride. A large green dumpster comes to mind. And no, I don’t have any explanation for how I managed that one, except perhaps a gross lack of coordination. Let’s just say that the Tour de France was never in my future.
Did you ever hit any unmoving targets when you were learning to ride a bike?
Michelle posted in Writing @ 6:45 am | Viewed 1223 times
Julie Cohen Says:
I hit unmoving objects when I walk.
I understand your 4.30 pain. Fecklet did much the same thing when he was both nursing and eating solids.
kacey Says:
Good luck with the coffee recharge! Hope that baby starts sleeping in better soon.
Had to laugh at hitting the non moving object on the bike though. Can’t say I ever did that…
Michelle Styles Says:
Oh I remember those days! I once went to the post office, merrily thinking it must be open, only to be told that they did not open until 9:30…
Your son needs to look up rather than down. Our across the street neighbour has never mastered that skill. Several years ago, when riding very fast on his bike, he hit a parked lorry. This was apparently the second or third time he had done this. He was in a back brace for months. I think his wife made him give up bike riding…
Tori Lennox Says:
My husband was incredulous. “How do you hit a parked truck? How is that possible?”
Bron Says:
a tree
a fence
and I too walk into unmoving objects in fact I think I am the only person I know who can *trip* while standing still.
Amy Says:
Someday I’ll have to tell the story of how 13, when learning to ride a bike, smacked into a mailbox. The bike kept going…he didn’t.
I think in ancient dialects caffeine translates as: giver of life. Or something.