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Just Another Morning
Just when I thought that I had everything figured out, I became a parent. Yes, life has always had its challenges, its ups and downs, but nothing could have prepared me for the regular chaos that ensues in my house.
This morning, I woke up to my alarm at 6:30 AM, got dressed and headed into Milo’s bedroom to wake him up for school. Milo slowly rolled out of his bed, got dressed and brushed his teeth. I let our dog out, set out the dog food and turned on the coffee pot. While waiting for Milo to come downstairs, I quickly prepared his snack and school lunch. Milo walked into the kitchen and I asked him what he’d like for breakfast. He chose cereal - thank goodness, an easy one! My husband joined us downstairs for a quick bite to eat and a bit of conversation and then headed out to start his car. I asked Milo to get his backpack, jacket and shoes for school. He appeared moments later in a panic because he had misplaced his shoes. After racing around the house for a few minutes, I sprinted upstairs to grab a different pair of shoes from his closet. I heard Hadleigh cry. I grabbed Milo’s shoes, tossed them down the stairs to him and checked on Hadleigh - she had fallen out of her bed and couldn’t lift her heavy banket back on top of her. I made sure she was ok from the short fall and then covered her with her blanket. I headed back downstairs to say goodbye to Milo. After a quick kiss, I waved goodbye from the window and watched them pull away to catch the bus. Shortly after, I heard Liam cry. I headed upstairs and found him standing in his room with a bloody nose. I comforted him, pinched his nose and tilted his head up to help stop the bleeding. I took Liam to the bathroom so that he could shower and set his clothing out for him to wear for the day. I told him to call for me if he needed help and then headed downstairs to pour myself a cup of coffee…after all, it was only 7:30 AM.
Without a doubt, I was stressed this morning. As I enjoyed my coffee, I let my mind wander to what it’d be like for things to flow smoothly. I stopped. One day, my kids won’t need me to wake them up, pack their lunches, feed them breakfast, cover them up with a blanket or comfort them from a bloody nose. I’m not ready for the silence just yet. Until then, I’ll continue to embrace the chaos and remind myself to breathe and say, ”it’s just another morning.”