Torn in Two

There are two debates that rage inside me every time I get up early.  This morning - at 3:48am - as I was standing in the glow of the awful mirror light of our en suite, waiting for the water to run warm, they were raging in earnest:

1. Do I put on a bra*

2. Do I come back to bed.

I did.  

And I didn't.

As iChum so correctly put it:
"5:15am - Tell me you are a swim mum, without telling me you are a
swim mum"

* If you know it, you know it.