- Instead of rising and shining, I hit the snooze button and fell back into a deep slumber.
- I attempted to wake my kids with a rendition of “Good Mornin’!” from Singing in the Rain, but it only resulted in awkwardness and continued sleep.
- Breakfast consisted of processed fruit bars—unfortunately, the only thing my kids are willing to eat—leaving me without the time to prepare overnight oats in cute Mason jars.
- In my mind, I affectionately referred to my sons as “little rascals.”
- I approved of their choice to take the school lunch, which featured “chicken smiles” and “potato smiles”—foods that are misleadingly named and lack any real chicken or potatoes.
- I felt a wave of relief that they opted for school lunch, especially since I didn’t have homemade applesauce or exquisite sandwiches shaped like animals.
- Not packing lunches meant I missed the chance to include sweet notes of encouragement in their canvas totes, of which I own none.
- One child had a persistent cough that might have improved with a few minutes in the steamy bathroom, but we were already running late.
- I sent my child off to school with a cough.
- As a stay-at-home mom, my boys are learning that women belong at home, and it’s primarily their role to cook, do laundry, and clean.
- With a degree in journalism and library science, any freelance writing I manage to do usually pays in small checks.
- My younger son had a meltdown because his favorite pants were in the wash, refusing to wear the other seven pairs that made “zip-zop” noises when he walked.
- In his words: “You should have done the laundry yesterday!”
- Financially, I can’t afford to buy him new non-noisy pants.
- I told him he might have to stay home if he couldn’t find pants, which made him cry when I suggested putting him in the car in his underwear to drive his brother to school.
- I made his older brother lament the embarrassment of the younger one leaving the house in his undies—imagine the horror of a mom who knows songs from 1950s musicals multiplied by twelve.
- Not a single one of us managed to brush our teeth for the full two minutes recommended by the dentist.
- I filled out my older son’s field trip form but didn’t volunteer as a chaperone.
- Both boys ended up late to school because of the Great Pants Debate of 2019.
- I did not present myself as a trendy mom, sporting yoga pants, a lively ponytail, or a fitness tracker—traits admired by other mothers who prioritize self-care.
- After dropping them off, I regretted the chaos of the morning, but by the time I sipped my coffee in the quiet, I convinced myself that the morning’s stress built character for everyone involved.
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In summary, mornings can be hectic and filled with unexpected challenges, but they also offer opportunities for growth—both for parents and kids alike.