The baby is up, because it's still 6:30 to him! Freaking Daylight Savings Time!
I'm UP! But, No, I am not awake!
I change his diaper...change his pajamas, because no matter what brand I get they will ALWAYS leak. Fix a bottle. Lay back down with him. He's smiling at me, and it's the most beautiful thing in the world. But, I'm tired! So, we're going to lay back down. I snuggle with him as he drinks his bottle, and slowly we both drift back to sleep....
CRAP!! CRAP!!CRAP!! It's now, 7:30!!!!! Are you KIDDING me!?!
It's very rare that we have mornings like this, but still, they happen. I can not stand it. Now, I have to make my 5 year old wake-up, like NOW!! Make him go tee-tee...No! You don't have time to lay back down on the couch...Sorry, buddy! We're LATE! Nope! No pancakes for you this morning, gonna have to do a juice box and a cereal bar. I throw some clothes in his general direction, as I grab his book bag and lunch box to double check everything! Nope! Forgot the note to the teacher! DOUBLE CRAP! Oh, and the $2.00 change that I am so worried about from the $15 that I sent yesterday for some Artistic Expression something another....YEAH, they're there bright and early, first thing this morning!! Ugh!! I pray I am not making him late for THAT! All the while, I'm thinking about that look the secretary is going to give me as I'm signing his name on the tardy sheet. Seriously! Has she NEVER been late before???
"You ready, buddy?"....Ha! Really, Brittney!?!? You JUST woke him up like 5 minutes ago, shooed him off to the bathroom, threw some clothes, cereal bar, and a juice box at him! This poor child has no idea what is going on. The word "late" means nothing to him!
I look at him. He's still in just his underwear, except, he has managed to get his socks on.
I stop. What is the point of me running around here like a chicken with it's head cut off? We're late, like literally, already late. There is no point, it does not help. So...I take a breather and help him wake up and get dressed, open his cereal bar and juice box. Then, we calmly gather our stuff and head to the car. He's not THAT late! =)
I get back home, the baby is awake, again. He probably was that whole time, but at that point he wasn't hungry enough to be crying yet (Thank you, Lord). But, he is now...time to get this day started! I'm not counting all that mess up there ^^^!!
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