Accepting Those Mornings That Don't Accept Us

The alarm goes off and the first thing that pops in my head every working morning is this, "what excuse can I come up with to stay in bed a little longer?" I lie there and ponder this thought from the time Aaron rolls out of bed until the time he comes out of the bathroom all dressed and ready to go. Am I normal, or am I completely lazy?

I get in the shower already trying to decide if I am going to blow dry my hair or let it air dry and look like a clean, frizzy headed, dirty girl all day. By the time I get out of the shower I decide that I will save my co-workers from another day of the clean, dirty girl look. I blow dry my hair, saturate my face with moisturizer and put on the little make-up I wear daily. I dig through my drawers for the few clothes that I am able to wear right now. Did I mention I am on an extreme body make-over plan? Another day, another blog.

So, I go in the living room and say good morning to "something blue" whom is chilling in his bouncy seat talking to "Fox and Friends." I hear "something pink" in the front of the house with Aaron refusing to sit on the potty. This can't be, we are done with diapers. She can't refuse to use the potty now. What will I do for a diaper while she rides in my car? Nothing. I bring her potty seat in the living room, turn the TV to the Disney Channel and let her sit there, watch TV, and try to go pee pee.

I now venture in to the kitchen. I need coffee! I was never a coffee drinker before kids but let me tell you, it is my fuel in the morning. I can't function properly without it. I look in the cabinet and there are no to-go cups clean. Ugh, why would there be? That would be way to easy, right? I run to the car and get my cup from yesterday, clean it, and fill 'er up. Ahhh, the sound of sweet relief.

In the meantime, "something pink" is still sitting on the potty, "something blue" is still chilling in his bouncer. Why am I so overwhelmed? Why do I feel like the roof will soon cave and I have to rush out the door to save them from the avalanche of walls? I calmly go over to "pink" and ask her is she has gone pee pee yet. "No Mommy, no pee pees." Ok, well on go the panties and shorts. Now I start the begging and pleading to not go pee pee in Mommy's car. Of course she answers, "ok, mommy." Does she really get the plea or is she just appeasing me? I am being totally optimistic here. She so gets it!

We finally get out of the house and I get "blue" in the car. We walk around to the other side and strap "pink" in and press play to her "Dora" dvd. I get in the driver seat and just start to think, "that was not so bad, we are 2 minutes earlier than our regular departure time." What happens next? I spilled my coffee! I knocked my cup over, it splashes all over the back of "blue's" car seat, all down the back seat, and all over the front of my brand-new designer handbag. Whatever, I am so done! I just start laughing. "Pink" says ooopsie daisy. Um yeah, you think? I cleaned it up and we were off.

I drop the kids off at VaVa's with un-peed on seats and proceed to the office. Here I am! I have accepted this morning even though it clearly does not accept me! Today will be a good day, today will be my friend! Say it with me now. Today will be a good day, today will be my friend. Ok, I'm finally convinced.

Have a great day, Toodles!