You don’t want to see me in the mornings. You really, really don’t. In fact, if it were up to me, I’d sleep in way later than I do now. More often than I’d like admit, in the mornings I have approximately ten minutes to get my children dressed from head to toe, grab their backpacks and coats, and run to the school half a mile away. And when I say run I mean on foot, not in my minivan. Ten minutes to do this with three boys and a dog. When the crosswalk guard sees me in the morning, he’s seen what I look like after being awake for only approximately fifteen minutes.
What can I say? I am a lazy, sleepy mom in the mornings. Thank goodness The Hubs feeds our children before he leaves for work or else my kids would probably go to school hungry every morning too. Laziness to the extreme equals me.
I am definitely not a morning person. And I kinda feel guilty about it.
I often wonder, and this especially holds true on Saturday mornings, when my children will want to sleep in since they are apparently early morning people. I’ve had my refrigerator raided at 5:45 am, the television turned up very loud at 6 am, a child stuck on the top shelf in the game room at 7 am and my boys sneak out of the house at 7 :15 am. Thank goodness not all on the same day.
I remember myself and my siblings at the age of eleven making our own breakfast and turning on the Saturday morning cartoons long before our parents awoke. Then sometime around the age of twelve or thirteen that all changed and it literally took a bulldozer to get me out of bed. Can you imagine then how hard it was for me at the age of fourteen to attend Early Morning Seminary for an hour before school every morning? An hour of studying religious scripture when all I wanted to do was sleep? An hour of studying religious scripture when religious scripture usually makes me sleepy anyway? I should have got an award I’m telling you for completing three years of Early Morning Seminary and mostly staying awake.
My point?
Wait. Am I supposed to have one? Okay. Fine. Basically what I am saying here is that I think there should be an award for people that get up early in the morning in spite of themselves. Life free caffeine or something.
So, who’s sending me the chocolate?
