Bus Stop Guilt.

February 10, 2015

So they say to wake up before your children in the morning. You know. For a little quiet time. Time to prepare for the day ahead.


That’s what they say.

But unless I want to wake up at 5:14am, it’s just not going to happen. I’d rather get the extra sleep than have 10 minutes of alone time that will inevitably be interrupted by my children who are possessed with “she’s-awake-radar”. If I wake up, they will know it. And they will want things. And I’m just not up for that at 5:14 in the morning.

So  I will sleep as long as I can.

And when they wake up, I will know it. My morning awakening is not intentional. It usually starts with a tap on the eyelid (Thank you. And now I’m awake), a kick in the back (if you are going to sneak in my bed, at least be graceful about it), or screaming (for the love of SLEEP I hear you CHILD! Just give me 10 more minutes).

So no. My morning awakening is not subtle or purposeful or gradual. It’s a big fat kick in the arse: GET OUTTA BED MOM WE ARE UP AND WE NEEEEEED THINGS.

Thing(s). With an emphasis on the (s).

Okay. Okay. Let me just brush my teeee….

……no mom, my SOCK! My sock is not right and I need you to fix it.

Okay let me just take a showe…..

…..MOM!!!! Where is my SHIRT?! Is it cleaned? Where. is. my. shirt?!

Scratch that let me just splash some water on my fa….

…..MOOOOMMMY!!! My show is NOT working and I neeeeeed lunch.

I think you mean breakfast but, never mind, let me just find my yoga pa…

……MoM! The baby just dumped cereal all over the floor and the dog is eating it hurry up mom!

And it goes on.

And on.

And on.

Until finally……

STOP IT!!! EVERYONE JUST STOPPPP IT!!! Stop whining about your sock. Stop telling us that we are going to be late. STOP SPILLING THINGS AND…what the heck is that smell? Really? Did you have to poop RIGHT AFTER I JUST BUNDLED YOU ALL UP AND 30 SECONDS BEOFRE WE NEED TO WALK OUT THE DOOR. EVERYONE! JUST STOP!!

But, mom.


My sock?

I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR DAMN SOCK! Either deal with it or get a new pair.

And then cue the tears.

And then cue the mom-insults.

And then cue the thoughts about WHY do our mornings always end like this.

Then cue a lecture about morning expectations on the way the the bus stop.

And then a cold kiss goodbye.

And then…. wait for it…. here it comes…..

Yep. There it is. Every single time.

Cue that god-awful pit in the stomach as the bus pulls away.

Friggin’ bus stop guilt.

Your eyes are screaming, “I love you and I’m sorry!” and your mind is wondering if he knows that. He must know that right?… right??


It’s the suckiest of feelings. Seeing that innocent face peering back at you out of the foggy bus window. Yes, to be frank, he was an a-hole this morning. But maybe so was I. And leaving for the day without a full heart – it’s not cool.

And you have 8 whole hours to wait. To see that face and to tell them that you are sorry for getting frustrated. You should have listened to those people and woken up earlier. You felt bad about it ALL day long.

And chances are, they are over it. How lucky are we that kids are the most forgiving human beings on earth. But you’re not as forgiving of yourself. And chances are, it’s going to happen at least one more time this week. And it’s going to feel just as awful.

So yeah. There is no happy ending to this post. But we’ve all been there. Right?

Are your mornings just as wonderful?

  • Natalie
    February 10, 2015 at 9:06 pm

    Just remember that most people who write this advice have two children. That is what I have found. It’s different. Three is hard! I read a book called “Mitten Strings for God.” It totally gave me some new perspective. Yes we have days like this but I feel like I’m more calm after reading that and always reading Hands Free Revolution. But remember… two kids. Not the same!!

    • Sisters to Sons
      February 10, 2015 at 10:12 pm

      Thank you for your perspective Natalie!!! Needed to hear that!

  • Katie
    March 6, 2015 at 9:44 am

    AMEN to this post. It’s so ironic that I am reading this after my kids have left for school after another crazy hectic morning- screaming, running around, fighting, getting mad at me, etc. I hate that feeling because everyone leaves aggravated! By the time I get to work I feel like I have run a marathon- and our third isn’t even here yet!!!! I am scared how it will be when I have to get all 3 out of the house. I also love your comments about waking up earlier- my 3 year old has decided that 5:45 am is an appropriate time to wake and for a 31 week pregnant mama it is like torture!!!

    • Sisters to Sons
      March 7, 2015 at 1:28 pm

      Thanks, Katie!! I know what is up with our kids waking up so early?!! Hoping you have less of these types of mornings…. and you will do great with three! It’s not THAT much harder than 2 (wink!)

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