Another long Monday started with my 5 year old crawling into our bed at about 3am saying that she had had a bad dream. I comforted her and took her back to her bed. Soon after I heard her footsteps again so got up again and put her light on for her. She then went back to sleep. All to soon, Alexa then started screaming at me as usual, with my 6.30am alarm. Daddy was not at work today, so he wanted a lie in. Thankfully our 7 year old was still asleep and woke up when I woke him. After getting the kids some toast and dressed ready for school they did everything they could to make us late. From saying goodbye to daddy upstairs twice to taking forever to put their shoes on to refusing to wear their coats when it is cold outside.
The traffic was good this morning and we managed to get to school on time despite leaving late. We didn’t see the black cat today, it has not been out for days. I’m hoping that it is just keeping warm and nothing has happened to it. We ran through the leaves and wet grass on the school field and walked quickly through to the school hall for breakfast. My 7 year old likes to have baked beans in a bowl which is a healthy meal first thing in the morning. My little girl enjoys her cereal.
I left the children at breakfast club and drove to my work meeting. The day dragged by and then I headed back to school for the kids. The weather was cold and drizzly. My 5 year old put her hood up whilst my 7 year old just flung his coat at me. He loved jumping in the puddles and my little girl copied him. Trying to get them in the car took a lot of asking. Getting soaking wet clothes was more appealing than doing as they are told. Once in the car, the kids started arguing. My son told his sister to stop making him stressed because it is not good for him. Apparently, himself and daddy get stressed but mummy doesn’t. I must be covering my stress well when I get so upset with them.
Once home, the children wanted toast and they still had homework to complete. Unfortunately, our son got hold of the iPod and my daughter settled in front of the television with daddy I had work to complete so was pleased with the peace in the kitchen. Soon after I finished, daddy sorted out dinner. After dinner, my 5 year old helped herself to a yogurt. Then whilst stood waiting for a spoon she dropped it. The pot smashed with yogurt going up the cupboard and across the kitchen rug. So another job for mummy, another rug to wash. Why did I put rugs in my kitchen? At least they are washable. Unlike my wool rug in my front room which my son has drawn on with a black permanent marker. I need to work out how to clean it, see the mark on the featured image.
They both read to me before bed, our son kicked up a protest because we confiscated the iPod from him. He refused to discuss his book but it told of a family and jobs dating back to 1697 till now. It was quite interesting, I told him about how his grandma did not have a television when she was his age. His grandfather had a black and white television. Technology has moved on rapidly over the years. From a black and white television in the 1950’s to Smart televisions or Amazon Alexa being able to control it with a fire stick today. Another fifty years I wonder how much further technology will have developed.
Getting them to bed tonight, we were a little late due to hearing them read. However, after a bit of fighting in my son’s bedroom, they did finally go to bed without too many issues. Most nights we are up and down the stairs. Tonight they had their argument, we had tears, then they made up and after saying goodnight to us they finally went to sleep. I have now turned off their lights.
I’m sitting here now, curled up in my chair under my blanket. I struggle every night to move and get up to go to bed, I have too many late nights. I am now going to stop writing and try and relax before the day starts again with my demanding job of being mum.
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