Life with a “Type A” fussy diva baby daughter makes for extreme morning mayhem. She has no predictable patterns or routine and does not stand by patiently for you to get anything done. Most mornings I spend rushing to make coffee if I forgot to set it the night before (which is most days), rushing to feed my son, rushing to shower, and rushing to get in at least one cup of coffee before she wakes up.
The stress involved in trying to “beat the clock (or baby)” makes most mornings simply unpleasant and something none of us look forward to. My son is always cranky when he gets up too ,so basically we end up with 3 cranky people whispering (way too loudly) gripes and complaints at each other!
Once my son is set with his milk, “breakfast bar, vitamin and fruit snacks” (did I mention he’s got a bit of his Mom’s (who me?) obsessive compulsive behaviors?) my Husband heads downstairs to his office since he works from home. At least we do not have the added stress of getting him out the door to work. If the baby is still asleep and I decide to risk taking a shower, I give Superman a run for his money in the “faster than a speeding bullet” department. I can’t even begin to explain how much I would love to take a shower and not have to worry about anything but getting clean!
If she is still awake once I am clean (as clean as you can get in 14 1/2 seconds…ok maybe not that short) and dressed, I sit at my computer with a beloved cup of coffee just waiting for “Crabigail” to wake up. Some days I can get all my email and blogging tasks done and 2 cups of coffee in me, while others I barely take a sip before she is awake and howling like a banshee (look, you don’t live with her….and therefore cannot validate nor refute that statement). In either case, I’m still on edge. Not to mention, that during all this, my son has run through the hall screaming no less than 87 times, dropped his food on the floor, and tormented the dogs incessantly leading to threats of room confinement or worse.
Sometimes I envy those Monks who have taken a vow of silence. How peaceful their lives must be!