Good morning. So it's Thursday , 5:30am and my alarm is shouting at me to get out of my bed after not so comfortable sleep. Why?
I have a 4yr old son sleeping on my left who moves around the bed like an octopus and an 8month old baby sleeping on my right who wakes up every 2-3hrs for her feed. Squeezed in between sometimes i do get lucky to get an hour of continuous sleep.; So , now why so early morning wake up call.
Toddler needs to be send to school and for that i have to get his tiffin ready which includes a breakfast dish, a fruit, dry fruits and has to be perfectly put in his box so it looks tempting to him. Our milkman has so damn perfect timing to drop our milk packets outside our door around 5:45. So yes , i have to boil the milk on time so that it gets cool on time and my son can drink it on- time. And need to switch - on the water heater too ( that's the thing most of the time i forgot). Get his school uniform ready and get his bag ready with the necessary items for the day , if not done a night prior. My eyes keep peeping in my room that none of my kid should wake up while i finished all this. Its 6:15, i almost finished my task and went calmly to my son to wake him up to school. Sitting beside him gentle massaging over his head to get up. He rolling around "what's the day today mummy" his usual question every morning in a hope i say its Saturday or Sunday holiday. "Tuesday, i have cooked ur favorite upma for u" ";Mummy aaj mai absent ho jaao jaise sanvi kal absent thi" " She must not be well , that's why" ";Mujhe bhi khaasi ho rha hai , look ahu ahuu";he actually does it. Still in my senses ignoring this daily questions "get up beta , u will get late otherwise" . ;And this struggled conversation continued for another 5mts trying to explain him the importance of school for him and peace to me. Soon he realizes that there is no more barrier between him and the baby and he rolled around in no time to reach the baby to shout out ";uth jaao baby, mai bhi uth gaya" Noooooo , i cant handle 2 at this nick of time. But yesss, baby woke up in dismay. Ignoring the baby, I dragged him out of the bed straight to the bathroom and gave him his brush. Within 10 seconds he gave me back the brush saying;"ho gaya".; I quickly remove his clothes for bathing. Meanwhile i heard baby cooing , i went and checked she has pooped in her diaper . My mind wondering what my son will be upto, I quickly cleaned it off and changed her diaper and put her in the centre of the bed with pillows all around in a hope she would manage herself by looking around the walls, doors , curtains and offcourse should not fell down. Somedays if not diaper change ,then may be the feedings which co-occur. Also asking my husband who is sleeping in another room peacefully "go and lie with the baby in another room, and keep an eye on her" . He murmured ";beta uth gaya kya" Ignoring him, I went out in search for my son( inside house only dear) and found him with piles of coloring books and colors on floor. Remember, he was without clothes at the moment. "It's not the time to color" and i again dragged him to bathroom, pour mugs on water on him then soap then again water . Wiped him with towel, put oil trying to dressed him with school uniform. In-between was bunch of his daily routine questions about the world and universe that needs to be answered too. Taking a deep breath, yes half of the work done. Now the toughest part @ 6:50 am " Beta, please drink your milk"; ; At this early morning i only expect him to drink atleast a glass of milk before heading towards the school . Unlike before , when i used to decorate his plate with eggs and fruits to finish before going. "Mujhe doodh nah peena" usual reply. And this drama continued for 10 minutes with me running behind him with a glass of milk and he pulling out every possible drawer to find something unique which he hasn't seen before. But at last a smile on my face when he showed the empty glass to me.; Now this is the time i make him wear his school shirt after he finishes his milk , for obvious reasons to avoid any running milk on his shirt. Smart parenting. Ran to pick his bag and finally stepping downstairs to his bus stop around 7:05 and waiting until 7:15 when bus arrives. Huuuu mission accomplished. So this seems a work anyone can do , but only a mother knows the importance of every seconds of minute. Every task which needs to be co-worked with other task. Nothing can be missed, everything needs to be completed perfectly.; #bbcreatorsclub#dailylifestyle#dailyroutine#creatorsclub#kidsexplore
07 Feb 2020