“I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders.” ~Jewish Proverb
“When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.” ~Franklin D. Roosevelt
So, we’ve survived another morning of getting ready for school at my house. I would say that mornings can be a challenge for many families. But for Jacob, they can be especially difficult.
Here’s how it goes…
7:15 am– Hey Emma, morning, wake up baby. (Emma opens eyes and stirs. I turn on light and open blinds.)
7:15 am– Jacob, hey buddy. Time to wake up. (turn on light and open blinds, go start breakfast, lunches, etc)
7:20 am– (More insistent) Hey buddy. Morning. Time to get up. (smooch and shoulder shake, pull covers off)
7:30 am– C’mon bud. Gotta get up now. Let’s go. (pull covers off again, finish making breakfast)
7:30 am-(I hear bathroom light flick on and door close…It’s Emma)
7:40 am-Jake, you gotta get up now. It’s 20 til 8. Wake up. Do I need to put your feet on the floor?? (He hates that..More pulling off covers, holding them now, so he can’t reach down and get them. I wait at the foot of his bed til I see he’s actually getting up.)
7:43 am– Light switch click, bathroom door squeeeek. He’s UP! Finally.
7:45 am– Jacob makes it to the table for breakfast. Bedhead and all. Emma’s good for bedhead too.
8:00– Jacob finish your breakfast (it is his best meal of the day) Take your medicine. (He does and then shuffles off to where his clothes are in front of the gas logs fireplace. I finish making lunches while Jacob is “getting dressed”)
8:03-I peek in to see what’s going on. Jacob, still in his jammies, stands warming in front of the fireplace. “Jacob, pull your pajamas off.”
8:05– (Breathing a silent prayer. Really trying not to yell…but wanting to. Knowing the yelling won’t do anything but slow him down because he will say, “now you’re yelling at me!”) JACOB! Why haven’t you pulled of your pajamas?? Hurry up!! It’s 5 after 8! Come on.
(Some days, at this point, I end up dressing him just so we can be semi on time. Sometimes, we continue with the step-by-step, “Okay, now pull off your shirt. Now put on your other shirt.” He’s now holding up his clothes to the glass front of the fireplace to warm them. “Okay, buddy, now they are warm enough. Put them on.”) You get the picture.
Between 8:10-8:15-We finally make it to the bathroom to brush teeth and hair. That is another whole ritual.
Now, the first bell rings at 8:25 am, and (thankfully) we live about 1/2 block from the kids’ school, so we can leave at the last minute.
8:23 am– The three of us walk out the door and head out to meet the day.
Emma: Bye Mom, love you. (Hug, kiss)
Me: I love you baby.
Jacob: Bye Mom, love you, see you at 2:55. (Hug, kiss)
Me: I love you too, buddy. Have a great day.
That’s pretty much every Monday thru Friday morning around here, and my husband is in the mix too, getting himself ready for work and chiming in every once in while with a “come on buddy, do what mom says”. It’s a crazy cycle.
And I try not to get frustrated, because I know he struggles. But then I say to myself…”He’s 12..shouldn’t he have this down pat by now??” Then I feel guilty. Then I am reminded of Monday’s past–meltdowns and tantrums and yelling and “WHYYYY MOM”. Those days are gone. He has come such a long way. Thank you, Lord.
He’s such a great kid. And Emma is so cool. She tries to help him. I hear her saying in the mornings: Come on Jacob, get dressed. Get your shoes on. She has even brushed his hair for him in the mornings from time to time.
In the midst of all the frustration, I have to still my mind. I feel incredibly blessed. These are two amazing individuals, my children. They remind me of what is important, that I need to be patient. I need to be grateful to God for every moment I have with them. That every moment is important and an opportunity for all of us to grow.
Another beautiful Monday.
“While we try to teach our children all about life,
Our children teach us what life is all about.”