Oh my goodness, nobody warned me of the endless difficulties I would face being a working from home Mother of 3 plus one husband, running my own business which does indeed include more children!!!!!!!!!!!
I have decided to caption some of my daily events now and I hope to read other stories like mine so I know I am not the only one feeling a bit cray cray.
This morning for example my day started at precisely 4.32am when my first of 7 alarms went off.....I hit "snooze" as I do with all 7 which are each 2 minutes apart......agggggghhhhh......did not want to pull myself out of bed even though the feet of my 5 year old son were kicking me in the groin as he was "top n tailing" with us after a hectic night of vomiting all through his sister's bedroom. My 3 year old Ivy was well and truly over my half of the bed and I was pushed into a tiny crevace between her and my hubby. I was boiling hot and very tired due to a lack of sleep.
Suddenly the snoozed alarms started bleeping and I had no choice but to quickly mentally prepare to spring myself onto the cold tiles and turn on my hair straighteners before my first child arrived at 5am, brush my teeth and carelessly spray some Elizabeth Arden all over myself as if to make out I had been up and ready for hours prior....lucky for me (or not so lucky) I get prepared the night before by vacuuming and mopping (which takes 1 whole hour) and setting up the toys and puzzles.
Well this morning was no different than every other hectic morning! I strategically climbed over my youngest child out of bed and it was dark and I had no idea my cat was sleeping ontop of the furry hot water-bottle cover on my floor......so first up and I was attacked, when I say attacked I mean I was bitten smack on my little toe (I guess it could of been worse). Not the most desirable sensation first thing in the morning to feel.
I go to have my morning pee and hop onto the toilet eyes still not wanting to fully open and blinded by the heat lights in the bathroom, it then hits me that there was a giant f**king spider in my toilet bowl. I have never flown so high EVER before....I peek back into the bowl and phew, it was just a cluster of hairI had pulled from my hairbrush last night before bed. Panic over.
I am now dressed and if I do say so myself I smell amazing.....even if I have not had time to shower yet.
First thing to do in my morning routine is put on a kids movie, Zootopia it is today. Check.
Next I need to go and unlock the front security door and main door and leave slightly ajar to welcome my soon to be entering mumma and her wee darling. Check.
I was too tired last night to take the washing in so it is still on the line. Need to wakeup hubby at 6am and present him with fresh laundered uniforms for work.....I quickly race outside the side door into the dark yard and start pulling down and I can hear the snapping pegs, a small sacrifice for a happy husband. As I go to go back something rubs on my leg.....I have dropped some of the washing. Crap. Ignore. Carry on going up the step and BANG, I am bloody bitten by the cat again, sorry 'Buddy', I did think you were fallen washing. Not my morning and definitely not his.
Child arrives demanding breakfast and a different movie. My youngest is now up and soaking wet. Awesome, I only changed my bedding two days ago. I am now standing in my bedroom contemplating letting my hubby know he is lying next to a puddle of urine but he looks so peaceful. My son is staring up at me so I carry him to his shower (we have 5 ensuites) and take Ivy too. Shower is running and daycare child is asking where her "brekky" is and informing me that she needs to go to the toilet now. AGH. Ready to pull out my hair at not even 5.30am.
Brax and Ivy are both showered and clean and freezing cold. During this ordeal I have forgotten the third thing in my routine to do, turn on heater to warm up for kids. Bugger. Dress the kids, still not sure if Brax is well enough for school after last night's performance.
Right, all the kids only want cereal this morning so that is one win for me!! Drier is finished. Win two. Time to wake-up hubby and make the lunches for the day.
Wake-up Kahn. Check. Right, one school lunch only today I have decided Brax will stay home. Lunch made, FFS, it is "nude food day".....as much as I love this every week it is a right pain in my arse. Packets and foodwraps all come off food and shoved into containers. Check.
One hubby sized lunch started....pork rolls with leftover prok from last night's slow cooked roast. Where is the gravy? I know I made extra gravy........uh-oh.....gravy is still in the slow cooker on the bench. It does look alright minus the thick film that has set all over and around it. There is a fly inside the lid and I do wonder for a split second if there is any eggs and if it is OK. Would I eat it? No. Gravy is off the menu today. I do have apple sauce in fridge so that will do. Apple sauce is growing......no apple sauce either. I hope Kahn likes his buns dry. It is that or nothing right now. Number one rule = "If in doubt, throw it out".
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Hmmmm, where the hell is Kahn???
I start puzzling with the girls because I promised Ivy to help with her new Paw Patrol puzzle. Puzzle done. Another win. This win felt good, I got to help my wee babe and she learnt something new! Next is a Frozen puzzle, this one I could do blind-folded.
Still no Kahn. I then question to myself what time this morning he managed to pull himself into bed after another long night on the crytpo watch.
I normally go and get a coffee in the morning with all of the kids but today I start my new health kick.....I have coconut water as I spotted it in the "Reduced To Clear" section at Woolies...so excited! Poured and tried, WHAT THE CRAP have I just put into my body??? Yuck, does not even begin to explain it, some rank salty thick gunk like liquid.
spit, spit, spit
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I offer my kids some of this yummy healthy water which resulted in me now having to mop parts of my kitchen floor again and redress Braxton. (He has an extremely sensitive pallet and is sensitive to smell and has had since birth).........fail.
Mop is out and I am cleaning and I realise Kahn is still not up and he is now LATE.......it does make me mad, he is a grown man and should be able to keep time for himself by now. I now regret having his uniform ready and think about putting the shits up him and telling him I though he had washed it (ha ha).
I am now raising my voice a little (just a little) at him beside the bed.........."GET UP, YOU ARE LATE FOR WORK".......up he jumps out of the peed in bed and into the shower and then is readily dressed in his freshwork gear. I am always envious no matter how late he is that he can still have time for a shower every morning.
He flies out the door in a hurry. One less child for me to worry about . Ha.
Back to the kids, puzzles are going away, school lunch goes into bag and I am have given up on starting healty today, I need coffee. Go to chuck kids into my car and belt them up and Brax asks me why he cannot stay home with Kalee.........OH NO............Kalee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mad rush into her room and I am shrieking at her to get up and get ready as fast as she can because I want to get a coffee before school and check out the clearance section at Kmart.... she is up in a flash and her bag is already waiting in the car......she then asks me who is picking her up from Guides? .....another fail.
Rush back inside and grab her Guides top off the line, a wee bit damp but it will be better than none. I am getting a headache and wondering why I am being punished. When God gave out memories, I sure lucked out.
I then notice Kahn's lunch is on the bench. Typical.
Drop off Kalee early to school, she can wait with the early arrivers until the bell to enter the classroom goes today...I need caffeine!!!!!!!!!
Woohoo, there is no wait at the coffee cart so I am stoked!!!!!!! Get the two wee girls and lock the car and wait for them to both hold my hand. I hear banging from the car next to us. Very weird, nobody is inside it. Take a step and hear banging again. Look at my car. Damn. Brax is in the 3rd row in the back locked in. Totally forgot he was not dropped off at school and he was so engrossed in his Nintendo I did not notice him there. I now know it is sanely possible to leave a child behind in the car.
The caffeine is flowing through my veins and I scored Kalee a pair of sneakers for $2. Drop off Kahn's lunch and now am ready for home. Feeling pretty alive and good right now. Have dinner organised in my head.
What is the rest of the day going to bring?
Open up the garage and the cat is sat there looking at me. Silly cat. Move. He will move. I drive forward slowly and crunch ....oh my gosh... Oh no... Do I get out and look? Will the kids see? How do I hide this? I have no choice.....I get out with tears in my eyes to find I have only run over a plastic plate left by one of my dear children....... I then come inside to write this all down and rethink about how to retackle re-starting trying to be more healthy.
I then remember my bed is full of child's pee and needs changing immediately.......it will not end I know this but I can only hope tomorrow will be a better start.. I do hope however that when my next two wee babes are dropped off in half an hour I will get handed a break somewhere during the next 8 hours!
Hopefully I will get to edit any mistakes or at the least add a pic of my overnight left gravy....more than likely not though........have a great day Steemit Viewers!