Last night I stayed up way to late! It was just one of those nights that I couldn’t sleep, but this morning I was so tired. As I was trying to schlep my body down the stairs, my brain was desperate for an excuse to crawl back to my bed. Despite the pleading from my body, it was time to get up. Mornings are not my favorite…
For all of my parenting years this not being a ‘morning person’ has been a problem. You see, I have been blessed with 3 curious and energetic morning children. You might even be able to call them night owls, because frequently they were up before the sun, only for them it was morning because they had already slept enough to no longer be tired! From my bedroom I could often hear them as they opened the cupboards looking for snacks and rummaged through the house by the light of the TVs blue screen. My husband would refer to this a being “on patrol”.
When my daughters were going through their morning patrol phase I was single parenting. In an effort to keep them corralled for a precious few more moments of valuable sleep I would confine them to my bedroom. During that time, which was usually not longer than an hour, I would remind them that mommy likes to “sleep in” and they would watch a movie. At the foot of my bed they would sit, their bare little feet dangling over the edge of the bed, while I came to terms with the fact that morning had indeed broken. I must have really stressed to them how important these few extra minutes were to me, because they were very good at not disturbing me as long as their video played.
It is now officially Autumn, so thinking of that today as I was helping my son get ready for his day at preschool, I remembered a little story about his older sister when she was around his age. She was a pm kindergartener at a private school where I also worked at the time. One day upon my arrival to work her teacher caught up with me in the school hallway. She said I had to hear what my daughter had said in class the day before in school. Now those are words every parent wants to hear out of the mouth of their child’s teacher! I waited with a fair amount of anxiety as she began to tell me her story.
Mrs. D was preparing the pm class for the upcoming annual field trip to the pumpkin patch. The class was getting very excited as she told them to make sure and wear their grubby clothes, to bring their lunches, and most importantly to make sure to come to the am kindergarten class time. She stressed to her students how important this last instruction was because if they did not arrive on time in the morning with the am class they would miss out on the field trip. Upon realizing that this would require her to come to school early, my daughter began to cry.
In a concerned tone Mrs. D told me of how she noticed my daughter’s tears as they sat in circle time the previous afternoon and she asked her why she was crying. She said my daughter told her that she was very sad that she was not going to be able to go to the pumpkin patch with her class. Mrs. D was concerned because my daughter was quite broken up about this and asked her why? A wide smile broadened across Mrs. D’s face as she told me what my daughter’s explanation was. My daughter said, “Mrs. D, I can’t go to the pumpkin patch, because MY MOM LIKES TO SLEEP IN!”
As they say, out of the mouths of babes!