7am- Get everyone up and dressed, including myself. Help find matching leggings, non-itchy socks, sharing items for school, school library books, and anything else that should be brought downstairs when we go down to eat. Try to pull a brush through my own hair and over my own teeth. Succeed only sometimes.
7:15 am- Get everyone’s breakfast going. Make toast, pour milk, cut strawberries, resolve squabble over certain spoons/bowls/cups, evenly divide cereal if the box is getting low, wipe tears, wipe spills, make 2 lunches, try to remember to take a drink of water, skip making coffee or eating anything myself until later.
7:30 am- Start reminding everyone in a rushed tone to finish. it. up. already. Do all three girls’ hair, each to their own liking. Ignore Marin crying since she cries anytime a brush touches her head, no matter how gently. As each girl has her hair done, remind her to get her shoes and coat and backpack and sharing and library books and lunch and water bottle and anything else she needs ready.
7:35 am- Hear David get up and turn on the shower. Try to be understanding that he was up late, working.
7:42 am- Remind the older girls that I have to leave in less than 10 minutes. Continue finishing up everyone’s hair, since I’ve been interrupted so many times for other minor “emergencies”. Realize I still haven’t got a drink of water.
7:44 am- Hear shower turn off. Try not to swear in my head about how HE gets a shower in PEACE while I’m spinning 100 wobbly plates in the kitchen directly below him. Take a deep breath a force a smile when another plate shatters and “crisis” ensues.
7:50 am- On a good day, be out the door with Marin. Kiss the older two, at least 5 times (their request), run back in the house at least 2 times for things I forgot- like the car keys. Catch glimpse of self in reflection on the door and realize I look like ass. Try not to care.
7:51 am- See David come downstairs and pour himself some cereal. Hear my own stomach grumble. Frantically check the clock and give Joan and Kate more last minute reminders (library books! sharing!) and kiss them AGAIN. Glance nervously at David and wonder if he’ll get them to school on time. (He does, but barely.)
7:55 am- FINALLY back out of driveway and head to pick up Marin’s classmate (it’s my “driving job”, and her family pays me to drive her to and from her daycare to preschool).
8:16 am- Drop both girls off at preschool. Only 1 minute late today- hurray! Talk to some of the parents outside the school.
8:20 am- Head out for a walk, leaving my vehicle parked at the preschool. Enjoy my walk around the lake on such a fantastic fall day. Compose this blog post in my head while walking.
9 am- Jump in my van and head home for breakfast and coffee. Finally.
9:15 am- Contemplate what I’m going to “do” with my child-free morning. Realize I only have 1 1/2 hours left before I need to pick up the preschoolers. Coffee is done; sit down to eat.
9:30 am- Decide to leave the breakfast dishes for later. Pour 2nd cup of coffee and log onto the laptop for the first time. (HI!) Look up and realize that it’s already 10 am and I haven’t showered. Contemplate whether or not I’m going to have time to shower AND get groceries. Finish up 2 emails that I need to send.
10:20 am- Look up again and realize I STILL haven’t showered. Frantically run around house rotating laundry, picking up messes, and showering in record time.
10:43 am- Leave the house to pick up the preschool girls. Wonder where did the morning GO?! Console self by thinking “I still have tomorrow morning to finish XYZ.” Try to ignore that little voice that says that tomorrow morning will go just as fast as this morning did.
[*Actual activities during this time vary- sometimes I run errands, see friends, tackle projects, read, get a coffee from a coffee shop etc. The thing is, it doesn’t matter what I do, the time goes by in a blink. My “child-free morning” is about 15 minutes in length, I swear. WHY?]