If you know me at all, you will know that I loath mornings.
I really wish I could wake up, bounce out of bed and get on with my day Mary Poppins style, but I just can't do it. However good my intentions are of going to bed extra specially early it never pans out and I end up waking up groggy regardless. I am never truly awake until i've at least had a cup of tea in the morning. Until then, I'm a horrible person to be around.
I thankfully have ingrained it into my 4 year old that mummy doesn't like to be woken up before 7.30, in fact even during labour I ended up having a nap (though to be fair I was in full labour for almost 2 days!). My son is the complete opposite of me and is rarely tired. He stopped having naps at a ridiculously early age and when he's awake, he's bloody awake.
So, obviously there are quite a lot of photos of me half asleep in bed or on the sofa and quite frankly none of them are very flattering but a friend once took a photo of me waking up in the morning after a night out which pretty much sums it all up. I do not look best pleased.