The problem with being a night owl is that you can’t change your nature.
Even if I get up early and get to bed early, it doesn’t change the fact that my productive time of day is after 10 pm. That’s when my brain switches on and my creative writing juices start flowing. When I don’t have the night hours, I don’t switch to having a big productive time at some other hour of day, I just don’t have that wild energy at all. I can still get some writing done and I can still have some creative life of the mind; but I feel like I’m crippled.
Now that I’m past the first trimester exhaustion, I find I’ve slipped back to my old night owl ways, staying up later and later to get a little more writing and thinking done. Of course I pay for staying up late to write when the girls wake me up at 7:00 am. But sometimes I just can’t help it. Sometimes I need these night hours to really feel alive.
And I know that this window is brief. In a few more months I’ll have a new baby and will be back to the new mother’s schedule of nursing round the clock and the brain haze that goes with it. Nope, experience tells me that this second trimester is a precious commodity and I should grab it with both hands. Even if I might have a few regrets in the morning.