Last night as I was preparing for today I was thinking to myself how awesome I was. I have spent the last two weeks feeling like one of those awesome moms you see on Pinterest.
Two weeks into juggling three schools and along with swimming (three different groups, two different teams and pools 30 minutes apart) things were going much better than I had expected. The house was tidy. Dinners were homemade. Lunches were packed. I had even filled out every form that the girls brought home from school – that day! The kids made it to every practice on time and I was feeling good.
Back to last night. I had the coffeemaker set, lunches prepared, clothes laid out, alarms set and bags packed. I woke up at 3:45 AM, let the dog out (he was not thrilled) and went to wake up Grace. I went to pour the coffee into the thermos. I had forgotten to pour water into the coffee maker, this should have been my first indication that things weren’t going to go well today. Fortunately, I had the time to fill it with water and get my coffee. Which I don’t drink right away. I drove Grace to her 4:45 AM practice and settled into my usual routine. I take a nap in the car. People think I am crazy. I’m not. This is genius. I take a pillow and a blanket and sleep. I set my phone alarm for 10 minutes before practice is over. And then I drink my coffee.
Grace came out of the pool pretty quickly. We are in a hurry to get out of there, we barely get her to school on time. Unfortunately, Grace had forgotten a key item of clothing and as such I had to take her back home. This meant she would be late for school and I would have to check her in.
We were close to the house and Sarah called. She had misunderstood my directions for her to ride the bus, she thought I was taking her. She had missed the bus and needed me to take her to school as well. At this point, I needed to get Sophie up and ready for school Sarah was also going to be late and I would also have to check her in.
Sophie woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She was cranky and was mad I woke her up ten minutes late, she had math homework she needed to finish up and rather than just do it, she opted to cry for about 20 minutes. The good news was she was going to get to school on time, albeit in quite a bad mood.
Rather than allow all this to dampen my spirits, I decided to take Teddie for a walk. One of the downside of being a white and very fluffy dog is that when he picks a hill to poo on sometimes that poo lands all over his white fluffy coat. None of the girls jumped for joy when I gave them the opportunity to bathe Mr. Teddie. I feel like I have paid my dues in diaper changing but I got to scrub the fluffy butt clean.
After bathing Teddie and dropping Sophie off at school I decided to give Sarah and Grace a lecture on organization -that they needed to pay attention to the details. I might have gone on a little long because Grace said “mom stop beating the horse”. I explained to her that it is a “dead horse”. She decided I was stupid, that it would be pointless to beat a dead horse.
I won’t lie I was thrilled to get them out of my car today. Here I was, top of my game in organization and they were completely messing with it. I could not wait to get to the gym. I had to make a quick pit stop at home though, I had forgotten to change out of my flip flops. I probably won’t tell the girls that. We are ordering pizza tonight. Next week I’m totally nailing it. No slip ups.