If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times… I am NOT a morning person. I despise having to get up to an alarm clock every morning, and the incessant screeching of my husband’s alarm just sets my teeth on edge. I’ve asked him repeatedly to change the tone, so that maybe it won’t be quite as abrasive to my sleeping ears, but he swears it is the only sound that will wake him. And to be fair, it’s not only my husband’s alarm that irritates me in the morning… it’s well…everything. Suffice to say, I am not at my best in the early hours. I’ve always wanted to be different. I’ve wanted to be someone who just wakes naturally (with no need for the screeching alarm), and just hops out of bed, ready to face the day with a smile and boundless energy. That I would be someone who would get up before I actually needed to, so that I could savor a cup of coffee and the morning newspaper. (Did I mention I don’t even subscribe to the paper??) Someone who would whip up a nutritious, healthy breakfast for the kids, with fresh squeezed orange juice and strong coffee served along with a dollop of “Good morning, my sweet children!!”. Hmph. I can’t remember the last time that happened.
And here we are again, racing the clock each morning. Struggling, every day, to get to school on time, even though I’ve been rising earlier than normal. It goes without saying that I love my children dearly, but boy, do I miss the days when I was the only person I had to get up and around. Pre-children, it used to take me about an hour and a half to shower and get ready and out of the house. Now, I find that amount of time laughable:) If it was just me, I could be up and out in, oh say…. 25 minutes tops. With children though, every morning is a crapshoot. You just don’t know what’s going to happen. No matter how much I try to be prepared and have clothes laid out, bags ready to go, papers all signed, something inevitably happens that throws off the rhythm.
Am I the only one who has this problem? Does anyone have any morning routine tips? I think half of the reason I hate mornings so much is simply beause I get so tired and frustrated by the battles. I’m exhausted before my feet even hit the floor, just thinking of dragging out of bed the grouchy kids who don’t want to get up, no matter how early I sent them to bed the night before.
I should have expected this as they got older—after all…. they are my children;)