As you all know, I’m
a new mom the mother of a toddler (can’t claim the new mom excuse anymore!) Life is chaotic. Gone are the days when I used to spend 598,462,345 hours picking the perfect outfit to totally nail the “Stars: They’re just like us” look of a celebrity running errands in a magazine.
Mornings at my house
Now, life looks a little more like a scene from Hunger Games in the morning: Shower — if I’m lucky. Get dressed. Does this go together? (Doesn’t matter. If it’s not covered in food/dog hair/milk/snot, it’s fine.) Brush my teeth. Feed the dogs. What’s the weather going to be today? Get the kid dressed. Feed the kid. Clean the spots on the floor where she politely threw her cup to let me know she “just can’t” with milk today. Make coffee. Wait – Did I brush my teeth? Where are my go-to comfortable boots? Let the dogs out. Where. Is. The. F-ing. Coffee. Get myself, the kiddo, my purse, her bag, my lunch, her lunch, and my gym bag (Ha, It’s important to dream big, folks) in the car. Ok… Where are my keys?
I think you get the point.