Not all mornings are shinny over here. After an amazing weekend at a women's Back to Nature Retreat (more about that soon), you'd think I'd have enough good vibes to last me weeks. But as it turns out, I think I'm even more sensitive to the real world struggles.
Mornings are my favorite. I love the feeling of potential in a new day. But, school mornings with a very willful 4 year old boy, not so fun. Especially when I'm the one to bring them to school which is not the norm.
Being late is not something I deal with well. The 4 year old is in his very own time zone and doesn't get the fuss. At the same time I'm frustrated with him for not listening I'm frustrated with society for making us move at such a fast pace.
I may have lost my cool. I may have been the one with the whiny preschooler who refused to wear his backpack. My 10 year old may have been very late for safety patrols. I may have said, "just get in the freakin' car!" Only to have my boy inform me that freakin' is a bad word.
Mommy meltdowns are the worst. The struggle is real. Writing this helps. I know there's many of you who can relate. Coffee helps. My workout will probably help the most out of everything. Time to get to it.
It's still morning right? Can I get a take 2?