This is how my mornings go:
6AM – alarm goes off and Babes fumbles around until snooze button is found or alarm falls off nightstand…whichever comes first
6:04AM – dog begins whining and barking desperately on my side of the bed to let me know that if I don’t drag my lazy rear out of bed and open the front door for him, it is all over for the carpet!
6:05AM – crawl back in bed for two more minutes
6:09AM – alarm goes off again after being “snoozed” the first go round…I lay in bed and think, why do I torture myself like this??
6:10AM – get out of bed a second time and schlep to the kitchen to fill Crock pot with tonight’s supper…at least I won’t have to cook tonight!
6:30AM – put on outfit number 1…nope muffin tops hanging over the pants just aren’t attractive…bring on outfit number 2..we have a winner! Leave outfit number 1 wadded up on the bed instead of hanging it back up.
6:45AM – drag kids out of bed and tell them over and over to get dressed, put on their shoes and brush their teeth
7AM – brush Sister Lu’s hair and put in pig tails as requested…she looks so ornery with pigtails and I love it!!
7:15AM – mad dash to the car because we have got to get Brother Bear to school in time to get breakfast…kids get distracted half a dozen times on the way down the sidewalk to the car and I can feel my blood pressure rising!
7:17AM – “JUST GET IN YOUR CAR SEAT AND HELP YOUR BROTHER STRAP YOU IN; WE ARE LATE!!”…and there it is…the mother I pray every day not to be shows up right on time…every time…never fails…the feeling of failure sets in and I think to myself, “I always said I would never yell at my kids when I had them because I remember what that feels like…easier said than done.”
In my opinion, this is one of my biggest failures as a parent. I lack patience and that translates into me yelling. It is my prayer that I can change this. In the meantime, I won’t let my failures define me. I will learn from them and try to correct them! I may be a yeller but I don’t want to raise yellers.
7:35AM – drop Brother Bear off and tell him I love him and to have a good day…he’s way too cool to kiss mom in the drop off line so I don’t push it.
7:40AM – drop Sister Lu off at PreK and hug and kiss her and tell her I love her. She not too cool to kiss me and I enjoy it now because I know the day will come when she is too cool for me too!
8:10AM – I bust through the doors at work and head straight for my desk only to see my manager standing there chatting with someone. Busted! 10 minutes late. Rather than acknowledge my lateness I just go about my business like I was on time and head straight for the coffee pot! This is going to be a great day!!There is a lot that happens in the first two hours that my eyes are open and I try to take in every last second because I know that one day I will wish I had to rush around and get two sleepy eyed kiddos ready for school. I know I am blessed beyond anything I could ever deserve!