Alarm goes off around 5:45am, snooze (just once), hop out of bed (ok, maybe a sluggish hop), then just about that time when the birds start chirping (and the darn owl that seems to be living right outside our window) and the sun rises or even just makes a peep of light, I can hear a little voice saying "mommy" (it's usally around 6:00 on the dot, if I am lucky its 6:30, but most days it is 6:00). It's Taelor of course. I bring her to my room where depending on her mood she will sit in the bathroom and watch me get ready, she will watch cartoons if she is in the mood, or lay in bed with daddy, either way she will ask a million times for her milk and I say to her, 5 minutes when mommy is done getting ready. She patiently waits (but not all the time). As I get my blowdryer out, she says "I don't like the bowdryer" and then she cuddles in bed with daddy until I am done. By this time it is only 6:20 am!! Time to finally go downstairs and get her milk.
As I am getting clothes ready and lunches packed, I can hear another voice...."momma", it's my little man, Ethan, patiently waiting in his crib for someone to come pick him up. Some mornings I have to wake him up, on the weekends he will actually sleep until past 7:00!! Oh how I wish I could sleep until at least 7:00 am!! Thank God I am a morning person!
It's 6:45 am and Saul is putting the kids into the car (on the day's I take them) with their waffles or pancakes or toast in hand, and off we go to either Auntie Chela's house or Auntie Nessa's house. But first I have to run back in the house about 3 or 4 or 6 times because I forgot a blankie or a sippy cup or shoes or socks or lunch or a toy, a stuffed animal, or diapers, or a binkie, whatever it may be it always seems to be something! For the most part I am usally running back in for my keys!! Whatever it is I am always forgetting something, surprised somedays I just get all of us in the car in one piece, and it is only 6:50 am!!!On the days they get to stay at home with Daddy it is so much less chaotic! I love those days! You would think I would have it all figured out by now, somedays I do, but somedays I feel like a chicken with its head cut off!!
A little after 7:00am I am pulling up to one of the Auntie's house and having to say bye to my babies who sometimes just really don't want me to go and of course everyday I don't want to go! My heart breaks everytime, everyday, but I pray to God for strength for another day and it is only one day closer to one day being at home with my kiddos. I get about half way to work to realize that I am still listening to "kids silly songs"..... and I am singing out loud, I laugh everyday at the same light when I realize I have done it again.
Work at 7:30 am.......off work 4:30pm.....need I say more!
4:30 pm....off work.....the best part of my day.....seeing my kids, wether it is a day I go pick them up or they are already at home with Daddy, I love when I walk through the door and see their smiling faces and they run to me saying "mommy". I love it! But it also breaks my heart that I am not with them all day!
Playtime, dinnertime, bathtime then bedtime....usally around 8 (somedays sooner, like 7:30 pm). Ethan goes right down, no crying or fussing, but my little missy is sometimes a different story.....now that she is potty trained she insists she has to go to the bathroom about 20 times before she actually goes to bed, it's been a struggle lately with her settling down, but all in all she will settle down after a few meltdowns of crying. Some nights she is no problem at all but it is quite wearing some days.
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Your day sounds about as busy as mine does except that I usually work from about 7 until 6, most days and then get home. :)
I think that I could probably stay home if I wanted to, but I choose to work. And that doesn't make me a bad mom. :-P In fact, I think it makes me a better mommy.
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