Reality Bites: Mornings with Children


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Ah mornings, you probably were never a fan.  When you were a kid mornings meant school awaited.  As an adult, mornings meant work awaited.  As a parent, mornings meant you were going to be late.


There’s no shame in my game, I’ll admit I used to pride myself on punctuality.  A secret sense of accomplishment washed over me when I arrived ahead of schedule.  It was as if I beat the system by not only arriving on time, but by arriving early and outsmarting Murphy’s Law, traffic and life.  Ha ha, take that tardiness!  Early and victorious, you could count on me.

I’ve had to swallow the bitter pill that is tardiness as a Mommy Friend.  Even when every possible detail is arranged the night before, I am still sure to be late.  Kids are kids, they move slow in the morning, might insist on wearing a pair of shoes of which you can only find one shoe or present you with a very full diaper right as you attempt to walk out the door.  Kids make us late, not because they did anything wrong but just by virtue of being kids.  After 7 long years of fighting this battle, I emerge completely defeated.  I’m raising the while flag; I surrender to the gods of lateness.

Yesterday morning was just a typical example.  I woke up at 4:45 a.m. (yes, every blessed day).  Showered, got ready and made it out the door at 6:10 a.m., late.  Yes, 6:10 a.m. is late.  I dropped Little BooBoo off at preschool at 6:45 a.m., late.  I arrived at work at 7:10 a.m., late.  Now I’m not punching a clock and my boss isn’t standing over me with a whip but late is late.  Should I wake up at 4:15 a.m. instead?  Yes, but I’m not working on a farm so I just can’t bring myself to do it.

I never thought I’d be tardy to the party, and then I had kids. 

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Comments

  1. I worked my whole life up until about 4 yrs ago. I don’t work anymore. I am a stay/work at home mom. I say work at home mom because I homeschool my kids and nobody pays me for that but it is a full time job, every day. Thankfully I don’t have to get up at any certain time and can sleep in if I want to, and usually do. I respect working mom who work outside of the home because I use to do it, and I had 2 in diapers at the same time, 2 high chairs, 2 car seats. It was like having twins. I have been there and I was plenty late myself at times. But now I am super early to everything. Too much so.

  2. Oh! I so know what you mean. I can not even believe you have to wake up that early though…. HOLY WOW! that is pure craziness. I am visiting this morning via Jill’s question on facebook about up and coming blogs. So nice to meet you!

  3. Hats off to you girl!! 445! That USED to be going to bed time for me…and by used to, I mean years ago when I was in college. Anyways, getting up at that time of day, I would be lucky to get anywhere!

  4. No matter what I do, I’m always late. It doesn’t matter WHAT time I get up or WHAT time I leave…somehow, I always end up behind the school bus or the garbage truck. The baby always has a load in his diaper or one of the older kids has to “poop” as we’re getting in the car. Without fail.

  5. Yes. I love this idea. A white flag of surrender to the ever-ready problem of morning promptness. I applaud your valiant effort (4:45 am!?!?!?) to be on-time. I have the same problem…and it makes me crazy. I think I’ll wave a flag, too.

  6. Deary me! 4:45!!!! UGH! I am very lucky I suppose. I don’t get up until 6:30ish. I can’t imagine getting up that early. I would boycott. I know my body would too. No… Don’t get up earlier. There will just be something else to make you late.

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