My morning started pretty good...but somewhere, something went wrong. A little before 6:00, my husband lovingly woke me up to tell me he was leaving and it was time for me to get up. (Really, he did) Naomi was still sleeping, what!? Alright, so I'm gonna take advantage of that and do my hair and get dressed. Do you have any idea how nice it is to be getting ready and not have kids constantly barging in on you? If you have kids, I'm sure you do. So, in my mind, all is well today:) I'm doing my hair in peace and quiet.
Just when I get done, Naomi wakes up. Could it be more perfect than that? So, I get her up, kiss her, change her. We throw her diaper away (she likes to do that part). Then, I put her down to get her juice...and I think that is where the down hill slope began. She starts whinning, crying, whinning, crying. This continues for the next 30 minutes! Meanwhile, I'm getting the other kids moving for school. Oh, I see Jacob's book he brought home from school that he is supposed to read. He naturally starts whinning because he doesn't want to read it, he 'hates reading'. So, now I've got two kids whinning, great! 10-15 minutes later we made it through the book, there was more whinning in that time.
Okay, now it's time for breakfast. Finally, Naomi is happy (why didn't I do this in the beginning?) Jacob starts whinning he's cold, where's his coat, can't find his coat. Thankfully, I saw it on the hook downstairs the day before. So, I go down to get it (because he can't reach it, why did someone hang it up where he can't reach it?) As, I'm walking down the stairs I feel my neck go out, sharp pain. UGH! How does that happen?? I'm just walking down the stairs, nothing crazy, just walking. Now, that's a trip to the chiropractor, in Quincy (who's hours today just so happen to be 2:00-5:30). Perfect, because I'll be in town between 10:00-12:00, and I can't wait around in town with a child that needs a nap. Can't get more perfect than that, right?
Back upstairs to feed the rest of the clan. Nemion pulls out a chair and Jacob swoops in to sit down. Nemion starts whinning and then stops and decides to retaliate by 'trying' to pull the chair out from under Jacob. Not so successful. (We have assigned seats for dinner, and it's at this point that I'm asking myself why we don't do the same for breakfast and lunch?) Okay, stop to talk with both the boy's about what they did, and how they could have handled that differently.
Then Adam calls, he needs me to scan his time sheet in and email it to the office because he forgot it. (If you don't turn it in on time, you don't get paid). Okay, no problem, I can do that. Well, my computer decides to not recognize my scanner. What?, how can it not recognize something that's been plugged into it for 2 1/2 years!! I check all the plugs, finally it recognizes it, I get it scanned in. Then, my email won't pull up. UGH!! I'm yelling at the computer, my kids are looking at me llike I'm crazy, then Jacob comes in and says Nemion just kicked me. I ask, what did you do? Of course, he says nothing. RIGHT! So, we talk again. Come to find out they were having a staring contest and Jacob manually closed Nemion's eyes (so then Jacob won), which obviously made Nemion mad, so he kicked Jacob. So, again, we go over how that could have been handled differently. Seriously, can I just get a tape recorder, because I feel like I just had this conversation with the same two children. Oh, wait I did. HAHA.
After all that, the email finally decides to let me in. I get the time sheet sent off, yeah we get a paycheck this week! Then, I get the kids off to school. WHEW! So, then I start thinking back over the morning. Is this really how my day is going to be? Oh, please let me go back to bed if that's the case!! Then, I realized I have the power to change that. I can let my attitude about the morning dictate the rest of my day, or I can move past it and make the rest of the day better. I naturally want to hang onto that bad attitude, especially every time I move my head and feel that sharp stabbing pain in my neck, and knowing that I probably won't make it to the chiropractor today:) But, then that doesn't sound like much fun. So, I'm choosing to change my attitude! Not that I think anyone really cares, but I feel better just getting all of that out, now I can truly move on!
