So, I am not ready for Kindergarten. It’s not just that my baby is growing up and it’s one step closer to him leaving the nest… it’s the fact that I have got to be ready to go early. Seems small doesn’t it? I am sure someone will ready this and roll their eyes thinking to themselves how silly this is. Truth is, I haven’t done “early” in a really long time. I quit going into the office five and half years ago. I worked from home for two and half years with the baby and I worked in my pajamas most of the time. I was home and with kids all day. I wasn’t in a rush to get dressed for the day. I am still not in a rush to get dressed for the day. I am productive during this time in my pajamas… laundry, dishes, making up beds, working on my business, etc… I just do it without being dressed for the day.
It’s amazing to me how fast things changed for me in this fashion. I used to get up at 6 AM every morning to get ready for work and I was okay with it. I used to be a morning person. I used to sip on my coffee while putting on my make up and doing my hair. I would fill up my cup one more time for the ride to work. I was good with that. I have changed and I didn’t even realize the impact the change would have on me. I have got to get back to that (minus the driving to work thing because I still work at home). I have to get back to being ready for the day early.
This past week I had B take part in a local baseball camp. It was awesome and he loved it. The catch was we had to be there by 8 AM. WHAT THE HECK?! I totally understand why and I am not complaining but it was a shock to the system. Let’s just say that we were rushing out the door each day and some days we were late. It’s not a big deal, it’s just camp but for me it was a preview of what is to come for school. The clock seems to go really fast when you have somewhere to be. I often left without makeup and hair done…. okay I always left that way. It’s not a big deal, but it irritated me that I couldn’t get that task done.
Our oldest, N, gets himself dressed and ready for school on his own each day which is bonus because he gets up at 5:30 AM. High school hours suck and I am grateful he is that kid who will get himself going. It’s probably because he has always been an early riser and can’t stand to be late to anything. I don’t like being late to anything either but it seemed that I really had an issue with getting to this camp on time. I started questioning how I was going to get B to school on time if I couldn’t make one week of this? I am sure we will get it together once school starts, but for now I am in questioning mode. A part of me says to enjoy sleeping in and doing things the way we have been doing for two more months but then the other part of me says that I need to make myself get up and start my day earlier. Go back to the routine I had when I worked outside of the home for all of those years. It’s a stupid struggle… a first world struggle but the struggle is real. I just can’t believe that the struggle has become real for me. I have failed the morning rush task. I have two more months to figure this out and I will. Maybe it’ll do me some good to become the morning person again. I hope so because I don’t have much of an option with it.