When I was in middle school, I can remember waking up to take a shower and then falling back asleep on the floor of the bathroom after deciding I was just going to "rest my eyes" for a few more minutes. I've always been that way in the morning - fighting just to roll out of bed and struggling to keep my eyes open through the better part of the AM.  I think the good Lord gave me a morning baby to show me the beauty of starting the day.  Don't get me wrong - it's still tough, especially with early morning feedings.  But seriously, who could be bitter about having to wake up when greeted by this?