It’s now my third week of juggling life with a kindergartner and a preschooler. That means I’ve had three weeks to perfect the morning chaos of getting my little ones up, dressed, fed, and out the door. Honestly, the launch of a space shuttle seems simpler than our morning routine, but I’m making it work—I’ve even managed to condense it down to 41 steps. Take some notes, my friends!
- Morning Wake-Up Call. My toddler greets the day with excited yells. Since my kindergartner needs a bit more rest, I rush in like I’m on a rescue mission, scoop up my 90-pound toddler (my back is not happy about it), and sneak him into our room. I can only hope the kindergartner stays asleep a little longer.
- The Inevitable. Just 30 seconds later, my kindergartner is awake, grumpy from being woken too soon.
- Breakfast Battles. Is it possible for two kids to eat this slowly? It feels like a hunger strike rather than a meal.
- Time Check. I start nervously tapping my phone to check the time. I lay out the kindergartner’s clothes and encourage him to dress himself.
- Another Setback. The 5-year-old has suddenly gone limp—time for some serious intervention. “Mommy,” he giggles, “I’m a baby!”
- Wet Floors. My toddler knocks over a cup of water, soaking my socks. As I clean up the breakfast chaos, I somehow manage to spill dishwater on my top. Time for a wardrobe change.
- More Defeat. No clean socks or top left. I give up and accept my dampness.
- The Whirlwind. For the next 10 to 15 minutes, I frantically try to get myself dressed while also brushing my teeth, packing my bag, and wrestling socks and sweaters onto the kids.
- Compromises. One kid has brushed his teeth—it’s good enough for me today. I’ll make sure to do better tonight.
- The Paperwork Pile. There are a hundred forms to sign for school—most need checks or my time commitment. I randomly sign a few, shove them in the kindergartner’s backpack, and cross my fingers he doesn’t miss out on a field trip.
- Shoes, Please. A gentle reminder to put on shoes is issued.
- 12 to 36. The Long Shoe Saga.
- The Breaking Point. I finally lose my cool and yell, “Put on your shoes!” I’m bent over trying to shove his feet into sneakers when he cheerfully declares, “Mommy, I’m a dinosaur!” Meanwhile, my work bag, which I’d thrown over my shoulder earlier, slides down and knocks me in the head.
- Finally Headed Out. We make it out the door, and I lock it behind us. My husband takes off with the toddler.
- Backtrack. We rush back inside for a raincoat, and I debate swapping my shoes for rain boots but decide against it.
- More Defeat. My shoes are now ruined.
- Drop-Off. I drop my kid off at school, kiss him goodbye, and relish the thought of six whole hours of freedom. So what if I’m a bit damp and hoarse? The kid is in school, and I survived the launch.
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Summary
As the school year kicks off, the chaos of getting kids ready for school can feel overwhelming. From breakfast battles to paperwork panic, mornings can spiral into a frenzy—but somehow, we survive. Organization goes out the window, but the love for our kids and the goal of getting them to school remains strong.