I got a job. A great job. A job that I am looking forward to. However, having a job out of my house is going to mean some serious changes for me and my girls. My having to get up and out the door means getting up earlier, leaving earlier and leaving 2 precious girls on their own. I have warned my girls about the inevitable. Our family dynamic has changed...and along with that comes new experiences, new challenges, new rewards. 
Every morning I get up with my kids. I am a morning person. I sing that bloody song to them. Kamrin hates it, Mikka smirks at it with her eyes closed tight. Luci - well...she's a wild card...you never know how she'll react. I am not a helicopter parent, but I do help them too much. Of this I am aware of. But, in my defense, they are only little once and one day I'll be sitting alone in my rocking chair, covered in wrinkles (thanks sun) and will smell of moth balls and will only have my memories of my wee things to keep my old heart beating.
Kam gets up first. She moans and complains and yells at me frequently. Yes, I do pinch her and annoy her and put my finger up her nose and in her ears, thus yelling is deserved....but I am on her till she gets up. She jumps in the shower and then I am off to sing to Mikka. She will grab me and cling to me while I carry her to have her shower. These days we just ignore Luci...let her sleep as much as possible...makes the morning easier...guess that's gonna change soon! I am bad at helping Mikka get dressed. She is almost 8 and I dress her most mornings. She likes to lay there like a beached whale and I get her outfitted and brushed and socked....It's brutal - but again - next week I won't have that smothering capability.
I told the girls that things are changing here. They said they got it, but I wasn't too sure. So this morning it was the "dry run" morning. I warned them...I will wake you up and then I am leaving you to it. I will be there for today's emergencies...but we're going to pretend I am at work...so only ask if it's desperate. Mikka cried right away when I got her up and said, "up you get...you're on your own". Kamrin said she'd start it tomorrow...I said "nice try" and left them alone. I wanted so badly to get in there and dry Mikka off from the shower, to help her get dressed...to encourage Kam to hurry up...but I didn't ....I left them to their own devices.
At 7:30 I kinda got a bit flustered and said, "You guys, look at the time! Go have breakfast!!" And they looked at me and said, "we already have!". I was amazed....and so proud. They had an extra 10 minutes to goof around and get ready. Back packs organized, winter coats, scarfs, hats and mitts on...and they were out the door on time! The only emergency was Mikka couldn't find her book....she swore she looked everywhere....WHATEVER!!! I went up and lifted a corner of her blanket and Voila, la book! Some things will have to be worked on...I can't expect perfection on the first day!
As I opened the door for them and watched them get going...hand in hand and a bounce of pride in their step, I realized I have awesome kids. I was worried for nothing. They are ready for this. Heck, at Kamrin's age I was making meals for my family and doing tons on my own. It'll be another thing when I have to get Luci ready for day care...but we're doing this a little bit at a time!
They are excited to get to use their house keys now too. It's the little things I guess. Change....as Martha says, "It's a good thing."
Every morning I get up with my kids. I am a morning person. I sing that bloody song to them. Kamrin hates it, Mikka smirks at it with her eyes closed tight. Luci - well...she's a wild card...you never know how she'll react. I am not a helicopter parent, but I do help them too much. Of this I am aware of. But, in my defense, they are only little once and one day I'll be sitting alone in my rocking chair, covered in wrinkles (thanks sun) and will smell of moth balls and will only have my memories of my wee things to keep my old heart beating.
Kam gets up first. She moans and complains and yells at me frequently. Yes, I do pinch her and annoy her and put my finger up her nose and in her ears, thus yelling is deserved....but I am on her till she gets up. She jumps in the shower and then I am off to sing to Mikka. She will grab me and cling to me while I carry her to have her shower. These days we just ignore Luci...let her sleep as much as possible...makes the morning easier...guess that's gonna change soon! I am bad at helping Mikka get dressed. She is almost 8 and I dress her most mornings. She likes to lay there like a beached whale and I get her outfitted and brushed and socked....It's brutal - but again - next week I won't have that smothering capability.
I told the girls that things are changing here. They said they got it, but I wasn't too sure. So this morning it was the "dry run" morning. I warned them...I will wake you up and then I am leaving you to it. I will be there for today's emergencies...but we're going to pretend I am at work...so only ask if it's desperate. Mikka cried right away when I got her up and said, "up you get...you're on your own". Kamrin said she'd start it tomorrow...I said "nice try" and left them alone. I wanted so badly to get in there and dry Mikka off from the shower, to help her get dressed...to encourage Kam to hurry up...but I didn't ....I left them to their own devices.
At 7:30 I kinda got a bit flustered and said, "You guys, look at the time! Go have breakfast!!" And they looked at me and said, "we already have!". I was amazed....and so proud. They had an extra 10 minutes to goof around and get ready. Back packs organized, winter coats, scarfs, hats and mitts on...and they were out the door on time! The only emergency was Mikka couldn't find her book....she swore she looked everywhere....WHATEVER!!! I went up and lifted a corner of her blanket and Voila, la book! Some things will have to be worked on...I can't expect perfection on the first day!
As I opened the door for them and watched them get going...hand in hand and a bounce of pride in their step, I realized I have awesome kids. I was worried for nothing. They are ready for this. Heck, at Kamrin's age I was making meals for my family and doing tons on my own. It'll be another thing when I have to get Luci ready for day care...but we're doing this a little bit at a time!
They are excited to get to use their house keys now too. It's the little things I guess. Change....as Martha says, "It's a good thing."
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