Wednesday, September 25, 2013

:: Morning ::


I was having a rough morning. Being woken up at 6am by two people peering at you is a bit jarring. Lia and Dave were basically just leaning over and staring at my sleeping face before I sensed something and opened my eyes. But in my sleepy state, it was enough to make me go, ''Good golly glory- go away please!"

Breakfast is hectic. And LOUD. I remember mom would call out ''Noise pollution!" and I thought it was the silliest thing ever. Noise pollution? Now I realize that it's a nice way to say ''BE QUIET!" And I use it. All the time. Lia is uproarious in the morning's. She is jovial, full of vim and vigor and feels the need to expound on that, loudly and thoroughly. But it is enough to make a non morning person (such as myself) want to crawl with a pair of ear plugs back into bed. This morning was like one of those cartoons; the kid's were yelling, Alex was screaming, breakfast was being poured out on the table, the dishwasher was running, my head was already hurting... ai yi yi.

I made the kid's their lunches, and then raced upstairs to take a shower before anyone could stop me. I called from the top of the stairs to ask Chris if he could take Lia to school. He didn't ask why or anything but cheerfully called back, "Sure!".

Mood changing action #1

As I raced down the stairs to get dressed, and tidy up a bathroom and try to cram some breakfast down my gullet, I saw that our bed was made.

Now, if you know me, I'm not a bed maker. But since we reconfigured our room around, I decided that it took all of two seconds (literally- we just sleep under the duvet), I decided to do it. It makes our room just look more put together and seems to invite the kid's to jump on it more. :-) So I make our bed every morning now, but most of the time it doesn't get done until 10am or so. But someone had already made it. I asked Lia if she had. She hadn't. She yelled back, "Daddy did it!!"

Mood changing action #2

So my sweet husband, while I was taking a shower, had made our bed.

So I'm going to try to make this day good. Great even. Be happy for the kid's. Keep my head screwed on straight. Not take huge signs when something exasperates me. All because Chris made a bed to make my life easier. :-)

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