“Heaven, we don’t have time today.” I said as I pointed to either toast or a Pop-tart.
My morning had started off crazy already.
My alarm clock was on mute and I was about 10 minutes thrown off my schedule. It was by the Grace of God that my 2 year old woke up crying needing cuddles from his zombie nightmare. That frantic cry lead me wake up and look at the clock. While trying to console him I realized it was way after time for me to have my ass up.
“Dammit.” I said getting up frantically. But Jr still wanted to be held, so off we went. A toddler in one arm and my face towel in the other. A heavy ass toddler I might add, and me running to the bathroom to turn on the shower. Then running like a Track Star downstairs to the dinning room to turn on my iron. I usually had all my clothes ironed the night before, but for some reason I was a little lazy. Maybe it was because it was Mother’s Day yesterday and so I felt entitled to take a break.
All I could think to myself was: This is why I don’t take breaks, I can’t afford too. Who is going to do stuff when I don’t?
But really I didn’t have time to even think. I rushed to the shower. Made it a two for one and put Jr in too. Still managing to yell at Heaven to get her butt up so she could take her turn. I felt like I was going to have a mild heart attack looking at my invisible morning to do list and glancing at the fast moving clock.
Then something happened that changed my approach on the morning rush. My toddler looked up at me while I was drying him with a towel and gave me a big smile. Then he said, “it’s ok, mama”.
It was the sincerity and kindness in his little voice that made me pause. Something as simple as that made me stop, look around and realize it was not the end of the world. I had days like this before and I made it through them. Hell, I had days way more hectic than this. I was going to get to work like I always did and there was no need to kill myself or anyone else in the process.
Some days are just rough. No matter how early or late you get up. No matter how much motivation or preparation you have, some days things just don’t work. It is ok because you are human. Just take a deep breath, do your best and stop being so hard on yourself. It’s ok, mama.