Your Morning Might Fall Apart If...
Your Morning May Fall Apart if…
You don’t model what you are asking your children to do. Ouch.
The reasons my morning fell apart today included the fact that my alarm wasn’t set, I couldn’t find my shoes, had no milk in the house for coffee and drove my younger daughter to school in bare feet and my pajamas and had to sign her in because she was late. Ugh.
Theoretically I know all the right things to say and do to make mornings run smoothly and with the precision of a Swiss timepiece. Theoretically. The problem is the theory falls apart completely when I can’t apply the steps to my own life.
I know that setting clothes out the night before, packing backpacks, checking the weather and setting alarms all lead to sounds that mimic harp playing rather than harping as a new day starts, but more often than not we miss one or two of these key activities the night before and frenzy sets in. Not good.
Now, this morning started out well enough…I woke up before my older daughter missed her school bus but only because her alarm went off. She continued to check the weather another three times on weather.com convinced that somehow a major tsunami might have developed over our rural town overnight.
Since I am the kind of pot a day coffee drinker who has some coffee with her milk, I was not happy to discover that all the milk was gone, so I was forced to drink my java black. I can’t function without it. I support a pot a day habit.
Then on to child number two whose alarm also didn’t go off, although it was set. I will have to check into that…she isn’t the fastest moving child in the first place and couldn’t decide what to wear, and then realized that she needed to check a math problem from her previous night’s homework. Somehow that eluded both her exhausted mother and father the night before….then, do you think there was a single pencil anywhere that had both a sharp point and functioning eraser?
I got her to school precisely 45 seconds late and had to exit the car to sign her in. I was in bare feet and had stepped in things I shouldn’t have stepped in with no shoes on prior to getting in the car and my jammies. But my shirt does say “Diva” on it…and had to sign her in.
The mortification of an un-showered, bedraggled barefoot mother who can’t practice what she preaches may have just been enough to ensure she isn’t late again any time soon…
Can you relate? What makes your morning fall apart and how do you plan ahead?
You don’t model what you are asking your children to do. Ouch.
The reasons my morning fell apart today included the fact that my alarm wasn’t set, I couldn’t find my shoes, had no milk in the house for coffee and drove my younger daughter to school in bare feet and my pajamas and had to sign her in because she was late. Ugh.
Theoretically I know all the right things to say and do to make mornings run smoothly and with the precision of a Swiss timepiece. Theoretically. The problem is the theory falls apart completely when I can’t apply the steps to my own life.
I know that setting clothes out the night before, packing backpacks, checking the weather and setting alarms all lead to sounds that mimic harp playing rather than harping as a new day starts, but more often than not we miss one or two of these key activities the night before and frenzy sets in. Not good.
Now, this morning started out well enough…I woke up before my older daughter missed her school bus but only because her alarm went off. She continued to check the weather another three times on weather.com convinced that somehow a major tsunami might have developed over our rural town overnight.
Since I am the kind of pot a day coffee drinker who has some coffee with her milk, I was not happy to discover that all the milk was gone, so I was forced to drink my java black. I can’t function without it. I support a pot a day habit.
Then on to child number two whose alarm also didn’t go off, although it was set. I will have to check into that…she isn’t the fastest moving child in the first place and couldn’t decide what to wear, and then realized that she needed to check a math problem from her previous night’s homework. Somehow that eluded both her exhausted mother and father the night before….then, do you think there was a single pencil anywhere that had both a sharp point and functioning eraser?
I got her to school precisely 45 seconds late and had to exit the car to sign her in. I was in bare feet and had stepped in things I shouldn’t have stepped in with no shoes on prior to getting in the car and my jammies. But my shirt does say “Diva” on it…and had to sign her in.
The mortification of an un-showered, bedraggled barefoot mother who can’t practice what she preaches may have just been enough to ensure she isn’t late again any time soon…
Can you relate? What makes your morning fall apart and how do you plan ahead?
Labels: Disrupted Morning routines, off to school with kids, running late
posted by www.kathypride.com at
8:46 AM
4 Comments:
LOL!!! :) Oh, I am just howling because I'm still in my jammies, and I don't have kids to take to school. I lived for summer break and detested the words, "I missed the bus." I knew a mom who charged her kids $5.00 if they missed the school bus and she had to take them to schoo. Not this mom, I ran out of the house with all kinds of "costumes." Later my boys said, "Mom, stop here (meaning a block from the school), and we'll walk the rest of the way." Do you think my baby doll PJ's were just too much or not enough?!? :)
Okay, life will be "normal" again when they can wake themselves up, get dressed, do their own homework, and out the door on time. I think the magical number is: 35 years of age! Don't despair...drink more coffee!
HUGS!
Green tea latte anyone?
I am drinking black coffee, but that's not as bad as a green tea latte. They taste like seaweed...
I would have said alfalfa...I like seaweed.
Which brings me to the FIRST benefit of homeschooling!!
Kathy, I'm shocked...I seem to remember the LAST time you drove to school in jammies...you got in a fender bender...(okay, maybe you drive in jammies more than I know about...but the last time I remember you posting about it.)
I think sleeping in is going around. I slept until 6 this morning too...dreaming really weird dreams about hiding cash in pockets of clothes and hit men circling the house to find it...and..I dunno. There has to be SOME meaning in it...I wonder what the significance is that Carlos (feom despearate housewives, which I haven't watched all year) was the husband and I was that cute little brunette...how often are you actually someone else in a dream? weird...and there was a baby in the dream too....hmmm....that's what I get for sleeping until after sunrise!!
Kathy,
Just wanted to thank you for reminding my household is normal - lol! I always had a hard time with that scripture, "Joy comes in the morning." My household is anything but joyous come daybreak, and I can't tell you how many times this year Ellen has missed the bus. My Godmother lived in West Chester in kind of snooty neighborhood. So if her daughter missed the bus, she would put on a plaid hunting cap with ear flaps to drop off her daughter - and of course would REFUSE to drop her off a block away!
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