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The Guilt Wave After a Chaotic Morning
I often dream of mornings filled with the melodies of chirping birds and the warmth of sunrises. I long for the moments when I could prepare a wholesome breakfast for my kids and sit with them, draped in a lovely silk robe, sipping herbal tea as we share bowls of vibrant fruit and crunchy granola.
I would trade anything to get my children ready for school without feeling utterly exhausted, as though I’ve just completed a marathon. The morning rush in my home before school is a daily test of my patience, no matter how much I plan ahead the night before. If I manage to pack their lunches neatly stacked from oldest to youngest, someone inevitably waves a forgotten permission slip in my face—one that was due three days ago—just as I’m frantically applying mascara.
If I succeed in signing the necessary paperwork and my kids stow it away in their backpacks, my daughter suddenly insists on wearing the only pair of jeans that are dirty because “OMG, Mom, nothing else matches these shoes.” Cue the meltdown.
Even when I’ve got clean clothes on all the kids as they head out, the lunches are packed, and the paperwork is sorted, my youngest might let the dog out, only for him to dash down the street and dig into the neighbor’s trash. My oldest, battling with his hair that refuses to cooperate, adds to the chaos. And just then, I realize I was supposed to send in two dozen cupcakes for the school read-a-thon, and of course, I have no cupcakes to give.
It’s a perpetual cycle of stress. No matter how hard I try, my frazzled face—often sporting only one eye with mascara—becomes the last thing my kids see before they leave. My hurried “I love you, have a good day, but let’s aim for a smoother morning tomorrow” is their final farewell. As I watch them walk away, I roll down the window for one last heartfelt “I love you,” because they truly are my everything. The guilt washes over me as I contemplate how the morning chaos might affect their day, and I often find myself nearly in tears over a half-eaten piece of toast.
I constantly think of ways to improve our mornings, to be more organized, and to get them off to school without resorting to threats about their devices or after-school treats. I eagerly await their return home, hoping to make amends and ease my guilt.
When they burst in from school, I pull them close and ask about their day, often giving them an extra cookie to appease my guilt. However, it’s not long before the bickering starts. When I ask them to help with dinner or put away their laundry, I’m met with blank stares, or suddenly they seem incapable of moving. Shoes are strewn across the floor, leading to my inevitable tumble, and the dog, after multiple reminders, ends up relieving himself on the floor.
Before I know it, I’ve lost my cool again because parenting is a relentless journey. Children need countless reminders for daily tasks and lack the capacity to feel the guilt that weighs heavily on moms when things go awry.
At dinner, when I ask them about their favorite part of the day, they might say something like, “When you tripped over my shoes,” or “When I waved my permission slip so close to your face, it got stuck to your lip gloss.” The whole family bursts into laughter. When I apologize for my morning stresses and express my desire to improve, I often receive blank stares in return. My oldest son will say, “You were stressed?” and he genuinely means it.
While I worry that my chaotic mornings set a negative tone for their day and might impact their education and emotional health, they simply see it as entertainment. And despite the messiness of it all, they still love me.
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In summary, the morning rush can feel overwhelming and guilt-inducing for parents, but often, children perceive it differently. They find humor in the chaos, and despite the challenges, the love remains strong.