Weekends are supposed to be ‘down time’. That time for reflection, for bonding with your family, the hustle and bustle of the week is over (unless there are sporting events, performances/recitals, etc). Usually in our family, we make every effort to sleep late, eat a big brunch, and spend the weekend having fun. My husband leaves tomorrow for a trip for a couple days, so that generally means today is his day to ‘get things done’, which includes setting the alarm at 8:30am to ensure he got up to do so, as normally I’d let him sleep in, as I’m usually up as my children get up, no sleeping in for mommy. Only rarely do I get to sleep later than normal, but on weekends, since the alarm isn’t getting me up, an extra half hour or so I do get, which is well received by a very tired mommy. This morning, however to my surprise, I was actually still sleeping right along with him when the alarm went off! Unfortunately for me and my 10 month old (just turned today, eeek!!), this meant no more sleeping. There is no going back to sleep when something like that wakes her up – were woken up, end of happy sleeping time. My little one is the energizer bunny – she wakes up and immediately starts going. If only I could do the same. Wiping the sleepy eye crusts from my eyes as I stammer about trying to open my tired eyes, I make way downstairs, only to discover I didn’t prepare coffee the night before, mainly because I’m out of Splenda. So, now not did I get woken up amidst my once-in-a-while sumptuous sleeping late-dom, now I had no sweetener for my coffee and no way to wake up. My “Sanctuary Saturday” isn’t starting out too “Sanctuar-ily” for me. Nonetheless I will make the best of it. The weather is beautiful, everyone seems healthy (my 3 year old’s episode from yesterday was a single occurrence, he was absolutely fine rest of day, like nothing had happened) so hopefully we’ll have a happier family-bonding day than this morning.