This was my morning......
Awake about 2.00am with upset stomach.
Awake at 5.30 am to wake DH up for work. Attempted to go back to sleep.
D3 awake at 06.00. Wants me to go downstairs and put the tv on for her. I refuse....my alarm isn`t due to go off till 07.00.
D3 winges, whines and fusses in my bedroom till my alarm goes off. Am incandescent with suppressed rage.
I get up, make children breakfast and put the wretched TV on for them.
Make cup of tea, read email , try to feel like I am a human being.
08.00 Get D3`s clothes for her to dress herself.
Dress D4 in the meantime.
08.15 Tell D3 to hurry up.
08.20 Tell D 3 to hurry up.
Point out she has put her shoes on the wrong feet. (How can she *do* that ? I can`t even get my feet into the wrong shoes, let alone do them up and stand up in them !!). She promptly falls off the settee and screams theatrically. I lose my temper and shout.
08.25 Tell D3 I must do her hair. She screams because she wants to do it herself. We don`t have time as we have to be out of the house by 08.30 at the latest.
08.30 D3 cannot find her coat. Has a tantrum.
D4 puts herself in her pushchair but refuses to wear her coat. Shove her coat under pushchair.
Search frantically for D3`s coat. Fail.
Continued hysterical screaming from D3. I lose my temper again. Shout loudly.
Find zip up cardigan with hood. D3 agrees to wear this.
Now 08.35am and we are going to be late for school.
Run down street with kids. Postman stops me and says he has a parcel for me....should he just leave it on the doorstep ? I agree and thank him.
D3 dawdles, and comments on everything she sees. I am frothing at the mouth. I have been awake since 05.30 and we are still going to be late for school ! aaaagggh.
Never mind. I apologise to D3 for being mean and losing my temper. She apologises for being naughty. Big hug. Feel better.
Get to school gates just as the Buzzer rings 08.50am ....time for school. Tell D3 to run like the wind round the building to her entrance door. Kiss her and tell her I love her. She runs off happily.
D4 starts to cry because her sister has gone to school . Walk home.
I want to cry because I am harrassed and exhausted and fed up with getting exasperated with my beloved children.
Tomorrow......No TV till everyone is washed, dressed, had their hair done and had breakfast.
Is it just me, or do you all have days like this ?
On the bright side, at least D3 wasn`t late , as she got to her classroom on time. But me ? Took me about two hours to calm down enough to start morning prayers at the icon corner. However, D4 excelled herself and asked to venerate every icon we possess, lovingly and with delight. I must be doing *something* right :-)