Every day starts the same. The alarm goes off with a kick to the arm. Yes, my four year old son still sleeps with Momma and Papa Bear. Crawling out of my bed, as if I have a hangover, I quickly groom myself in ten seconds flat. I wouldn’t call it grooming, but more like washing my face with whatever was next to the toothpaste.
Quickening the pace I start breakfast before little Mateo starts to cry. The next twenty minutes are a blur of food, clothes, shoes, toothpaste, and a hair brush. After rushing to my son’s preschool, which thank God is like two minutes away, I get home to eat my routine breakfast of oatmeal with apples. For the next thirty to forty minutes I salsa my tush to a zumba DVD. I’m sure I look ridiculous as I stumble with the same steps that I’ve done for almost a year now but hey it’s fun. With a speedy shower I’m on to my daily, insert yawn, chores of grocery shopping, and cleaning.
Before I know it my son is home from school and it’s time to stuff our faces. I’m dicing and cooking the easiest meal possible because these kids are ravenous lions waiting for their turn at the dead carkous. Food is served!
The best part of the day as arrived…nap time! I love taking naps and I highly recommend it. What better way is there to recharge? I let the worries of the morning float away as I prepare my body for sleep. Aren’t you jealous that I get to nap? Hee hee!
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