Mommy guilt!

This morning all seemed to go as clear and graceful as the day that was brought upon us. Girls cooperated with their morning routines and were even ready 15 mins early.  “YES!!!! I will be making it to work early today”.

Enter drop off moment.  We walk in, say our good mornings, wash hands, put all articles away in the cubbies.  They sit down and I serve them breakfast.  Glance at my watch and wow I’m truly on point this morning.  Hugs and kisses to one and hugs and kisses to the next, but wait!!!!!  She won’t let go of my sweater. OK mommy loves you both and daddy will pick you guys up today.

And the water works begin.  Lower myself to her level and reassure her mommy loves and you’re going to have a wonderful day today. No NO No NO! Please stay, or can I please go to work with you.  Now this went on for 25 minutes and there was no reasoning with her as there is no reasoning with any 4-year-old. Negotiations, options, hugs, kisses and speaking; were all failed attempts on my behalf, but her guilt trip on me was definitely winning.  “Mommy you’re breaking my heart, because you’re not understanding me”.  How do I compete with that?  How do I bounce back and try to even win this one? Continue reading


Start of my morning

Strong, dark, steaming in the early
Gentle lingering aroma unwrapping
last nights sheets,
Slowly waking me up.
The scent dancing around the edge of my nose.
I shower and dress, dress the kids,
prepare and pack their breakfast and lunch.
Coats are on…
Tall beige with brown gets filled to
its line, a dash of cinnamon, a dash of nutmeg, 4 teaspoon of sugar Slowly mix…
Bring close to my lips; whispering
the steam away
Take that first Bustelo sip, and now I’m ready to start my day!