Diary of a haggard mother! Frantic school mornings

Arrrgh! why is it so hard to get out of the door in the morning!

First off, everyone’s on a constant go slow. I mean, how long does it take to eat a bowl of corn flakes? My youngest can make this ritual last ages,  and were talking dark ages here!

And don’t even get me started on the mess! lets just say sticky corn flakes and milk covering the floor is no mums happy place!

Then there’s the nagging, oh how I hate that part! not sure whats worse having to do it or hearing me do it! Clothes on, teeth brushed, faces washed, you get the idea huh!

Ok shoes. What is it with kids and these things? they do not mix well, I mean seriously,  how many nags does it take before they are on the feet?

In our joint the average is 6, but I always have to tag on my final: “GET YOUR SHOES ON NOWwwwwwwww!” (job done!)

So,  just time for a quick mirror check and,  Uggh you cannot be serious!

Great,  it seems I will have to spend yet another school run looking like the gruffalo!

Kids, God love em!

8 thoughts on “Diary of a haggard mother! Frantic school mornings

  1. Oh, I so can relate. I feel like I have to be a drill sargeant every morning. And you’d think it’d get easier as they get older, but it’s actually getting harder and harder to get them out of bed. Plus they have to eat more, so breakfast takes FOREVER. I couldn’t even get my hair completely dried this morning and I brushed my teeth while they were getting in the car… and I have to go to work!

  2. Well at least you keep a sense of humour about it all. Good for you. I despair every morning at my son’s glacial progress (in comparison to little Miss Perfect), which makes everything so much worse.

  3. Very funny and I can certainly relate! Why just the other morning at drop off one mother who has four children exclaimed that the time she spends with her children in the morning is so delightful that she loses track of time. I was speechless and just replied, “good for you!” and silently left in a very reflective state.

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