So, I've been thinking and worrying about Bella starting kindergarten next week. Believe it or not, I'm NOT mushy and sad about her growing up so fast and starting school. It's a big milestone for sure, and I'm super excited for her, but I'm not sad. She's absolutely ready.
But I'm not ready - to get up early 5 days a week... and getting 3 kids up, dressed, fed, and out the door on time FIVE DAYS A WEEK!
I'm not what you'd call a "morning person". I really despise getting up early. I love sleep. If I could nap every day, I would - and then sleep in every morning until 9. Funny - my kids won't let me do either! And now, their school schedules won't. I've been spoiled all summer long with Jerry home (he's a teacher), but now he's back at work. So I have to buck up.
I have discussed my lack of morning motivation with a few people, and some feel my pain. A few others, as it turns out, actually get up BEFORE their children! This was a new concept to me, so I had to find out more. One, my sister-in-law (mother of 4), said she sets her alarm and gets up before the kids so she can sip her coffee and have some alone time to think in the morning. Hmm... sounds nice. I'm not sure that it's enough motivation to get me out of bed before 7am, though. My friend Michelle (mother of 2) gave me a different perspective. She said that when she gets up before her kids, she's a more patient mommy. When she waits and gets woken up by the kids - she's grumpy. Now THAT sounds like me. When I get woken up, I'm a bear! That explanation actually made so much sense to me, that I'm going to try to do it. I'm going to set my alarm, and get my shower in and coffee intake started before the kids roll out of bed.
That's the plan, anyway. But, as with any new lifestyle change, it's going to take some getting used to. I had good intentions today. I asked my hubby to wake me up after his shower, so I could be up early. Problem is, that before Jerry took his shower, there were screams from our daughters' room. The smoke alarm started chirping in their room at about 5:30 this morning. Thinking their house was going up in flames, they were terrified! No matter how many times we reassured them that it just needed new batteries, they would not re-enter their room this morning - so into bed with me they came. For the next hour, they squirmed, kicked, talked, etc to keep any of us from sleeping.
So, day one of trying to be a "Morning Mommy" instead of a "Moody Mommy" was unsuccessful. I'll try again tomorrow (yes, a Saturday). I have to get this down before school starts next Wednesday! It's all good - I work well under pressure.