I think my baby might be going through a growth spurt. She’s started waking up at 3:30 in the morning again, and then goes right back to bed after eating. My energy level was pretty good after feeding her this morning, so I decided to go to a 5:15 a.m. fitness class. I love the feeling of being up early. I love the feeling of being out in the world super early in the morning, before the sun has risen. Everything feels new and hopeful.
The class is about 15 minutes away. I live in a major metropolitan area, but the morning drive, when there are no cars on the road, makes me feel as if I live in the country. The road is narrow and windy, passing spaced-out McMansions, empty, undeveloped fields and two farms before I’m deposited back in the cookie-cutter suburb my gym is in. On the way home, I passed two deer enjoying someone’s grassy lawn. It was unusually foggy and my town felt more complex and mysterious than it usually does.