So I'm really working on a schedule with my kiddos.
I have these very lofty goals, which includes a lot more independence than we currently have.
To start the day off, eventually, I'd like everyone to wake up together. I dream of cozy mornings where we all cuddle, sipping cocoa and coffee while we gradually wake up.
Further down the list of a perfect morning, my girls would get themselves dressed.
This is where I'm concentrating for next week.
I've broken down my goals into mini-pieces and this week I'm working on two pieces.
Goal 1. By next Monday, the girls all peacefully wake up together at nine.
Goal 2. By next Monday, my 2yr old puts her shirt on by herself when asked. I'm working on my 2 yr old instead of my 4 yr old because the littler one likes clothes. I think she'll be easier to start with. I feel like the only way to keep clothes on my bigger one would be to glue them on.
Wish me luck! I'll report back next week.
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Thursday, March 9, 2017
Schedual
My childhood was utter chaos, so it's so hard for me to stick to a schedule and I desperately, desperately want to.
I don't know what it is, but I just can't seem to keep on track.
Sometimes I can't even wake up to my alarm every day for weeks.
I don't know how people manage to keep on schedule. I'm trying to just get "all the stuff" done in a day and that seems to work a bit better than when I try 'dinner at five!" "AT FIVE I SAY!"
Sometimes it's procrastination, but more often then not it goes like this;
Wake planning on cooking eggs before I wake up my brood.
Someone wakes up mid-scramble needing an urgent bottle/diaper change/cuddle/muffin? Really? You woke up screaming from a lack-of-muffin nightmare?
Next, I hope to finish cooking before I have to take my oldest to school.
Oldest wakes up and goes into detail about her dream where the world is made out of regenerating food, like, the car is a gumdrop and so on.
I make myself some coffee, dread driving in this March snow and pack the baby into her adorable knitted snowsuit, coat, thing while reminding Oldest that she needs to brush her teeth and hair.
The muffin-dreamer is back to sleep on the couch or kitchen floor, so I guess she's staying with Daddy while Oldest, Baby and I go to school.
The eggs remain partly-scrambled, forgotten and abandoned in the pan while I go about my daily journey.
Sometimes I remember them about noon, when it's lunch time.
Oh boy! What to do!
I don't know what it is, but I just can't seem to keep on track.
Sometimes I can't even wake up to my alarm every day for weeks.
I don't know how people manage to keep on schedule. I'm trying to just get "all the stuff" done in a day and that seems to work a bit better than when I try 'dinner at five!" "AT FIVE I SAY!"
Sometimes it's procrastination, but more often then not it goes like this;
Wake planning on cooking eggs before I wake up my brood.
Someone wakes up mid-scramble needing an urgent bottle/diaper change/cuddle/muffin? Really? You woke up screaming from a lack-of-muffin nightmare?
Next, I hope to finish cooking before I have to take my oldest to school.
Oldest wakes up and goes into detail about her dream where the world is made out of regenerating food, like, the car is a gumdrop and so on.
I make myself some coffee, dread driving in this March snow and pack the baby into her adorable knitted snowsuit, coat, thing while reminding Oldest that she needs to brush her teeth and hair.
The muffin-dreamer is back to sleep on the couch or kitchen floor, so I guess she's staying with Daddy while Oldest, Baby and I go to school.
The eggs remain partly-scrambled, forgotten and abandoned in the pan while I go about my daily journey.
Sometimes I remember them about noon, when it's lunch time.
Oh boy! What to do!
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