Mornings can be a real challenge for parents, especially when you have two teenagers at home. It’s often a scene reminiscent of a disaster movie; think of the chaos and confusion that Tom Hanks experienced in Castaway—that’s how it feels getting through the morning routine with teens.
Now, if you’re one of those morning people who bounces out of bed with a smile, I salute you. However, I can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. My mornings are not filled with sunshine and laughter; instead, they resemble a dark, stormy battle zone that leaves me questioning my life choices.
Every single day starts the same way. I drag myself out of bed, rub the sleep from my eyes, and make my way to my teenagers’ rooms. With the best intentions, I greet my once-adorable kids—now transformed into moody and unrecognizable beings. The sweet children who used to rush to my side at dawn have morphed into creatures that make waking a hibernating bear seem like a walk in the park. Groans, shrieks, and the occasional tears (thanks to my teenage daughter) echo from their messy lairs, and despite my best efforts, I find myself met with disappointment—unless it’s Saturday, of course.
Once I’ve managed to rouse them from their slumber, I retreat to my room for a shower. But that’s when the real battle begins—the door-banging, the arguments over who gets to use the shower first. I often end up sharing my morning routine with my daughter, who needs to wash her hair for what feels like the hundredth time. As I stand there, barely getting a trickle of warm water, I remind myself that I once gave birth to her, but that fact seems to be lost on her during these moments.
Emerging from the shower wrapped in a towel, I head downstairs for coffee, my lifeline. As I stumble into the kitchen, the chaos continues—my daughter is dancing to Taylor Swift while my son shouts for her to turn it down. I try to drown out the noise by singing to my coffee cup, but it’s futile.
Then comes the chorus of “Mom, Mom, MOMMM!” that will echo through the house for the next 45 minutes. My son, the calmer of the two, moves about like he’s stuck in a time loop, forgetting everything from the day before. When he asks about his toothbrush, I can only roll my eyes and remind him it’s where he left it last.
I crank up the hair dryer to drown out the chaos until my daughter demands assistance with her hair—a task comparable to tackling Medusa’s snakes. After a lengthy struggle to create the perfect braid, the inevitable meltdown occurs, complete with screams and accusations of making her look “ugly.” Just another day in paradise.
With only 20 minutes to spare, I stand there in my robe while my children saunter downstairs, fully dressed and ready for their day. Meanwhile, I’m left feeling frustrated, my coffee cold, and wondering if I should just pack my bags and move out.
The next ten minutes are surprisingly calm, a rare moment of peace in the kitchen as they prepare their lunches. I seize this time to apply my makeup, knowing the silence won’t last long. I’m already hearing “Mom” echo back to me and know I’m in for at least 25 more requests.
As we near the time to leave, the chaos ramps up again. I’m inundated with forms that need signing, missing shoes, and lost backpacks. It’s an endless cycle of “How did you get home without shoes?” and a desperate need for more coffee to keep my sanity intact.
Every morning is a test of patience, but despite the madness, I wouldn’t change a thing. We’ve tried to be more organized, and I’ve worked on my temper (still a work in progress), yet the morning frenzy always returns. Nonetheless, when the day ends and I return home, I’m filled with excitement to see my kids—my two most treasured people in the world.
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In summary, surviving the morning routine with teenagers is no small feat. It’s a chaotic blend of noise, tears, and last-minute requests, but amidst the turmoil lies the love and joy of family that makes it all worthwhile.
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