Do you have a morning scramble? After graduating I started working in the real world, and I remember thinking what a rush it was to get out of the door and to work by 8:30. I mean, you had to get dressed in nice clothes and remember your computer and then you had TRAFFIC to deal with...mornings were crazy.
We had childeren...
I now realize that I had no IDEA what a hectic morning was until kids came around. Here is a sample schedule from the house of craziness.
6:00 Nurse Hana with my eyes still closed and pray that Max keeps sleeping a little longer
6:25 Put Hana back to bed and give into the dog's insistent whining, pull on jeans and take the Sam for a walk (oops, forgot to turn on the coffee pot)
6:30 Pack up the breast pump (don't ask), Hana's milk and Max's lunch while feeding the dog and wishing for coffee
7:00 Struggle out of jeans and into wrinkled work pants (no time for a shower and still haven't turned on that stupid coffee pot) while trying to find my left shoe and praying that Max stays asleep a little longer
7:05 The baby is crying; change her diaper and decide that pajamas are basically the same thing as clothes and plop Hana in the bouncer. She won't win "best dressed" today, but her smile will make up for what her wardrobe lacks.