Alarm ringing (5:00 AM)
Alarm Ringing(5:30 AM)
Alarm Rings ( 6:00 AM)
It is time to wake up, Yes I have to wake – I kept saying this every morning, yet waking up was far beyond my expectations. Early mornings is the time my bed falls in love with me, Seems it doesn’t wanna leave me at all. And am quite loyal to a limit, I stick around.
Finally, it’s the marathon time, and I get up and start running. Can’t see my kids go starving, so my day starts with the war in the kitchen.
Time is ticking and I have to hurry
cooking, getting her lunch boxes ready…and trying to satisfy her hairstyle- a tough day to handle..
wish I could have multi hands to finish all my task.
at times my dosa pan unfriends me, making it tough for my dosa to run away with a quick visit, by making it sticky and brittle. ( reminds me that it is time to grab a new pan)
at times my cooker seemed to pressurized a lot that it doesn’t want me to open it up, finally, I have to start fiddling with my knife on it.
Start of the day itself seems to drag, wish I could just go back get a nap, and someone serves me a great tea and breakfast( which is never happening) .
Finally, the things are ready then history repeats with my lil one who is still asleep.
I try to show up my tantrums which she seems to ignore, looks like she is used to my old school tantrums. She seemed unaffected.
Finally after the world war A,B,C,D,E….etc.
it is time for me to relax on my couch and be a couch potato till afternoon. But then my sleep unfriends me – laying awake all day gazing at nothing interesting is not easy though. Again I start to miss my kids.
The moment they are at home, I start my cat fight with them.
Hunger is the only reason that will push me out of that.
Good day to all MUMs , who can relate to this.