Nothing gets me moving faster in the mornings than realizing I've overslept by 30 minutes. My alarm never went off this morning and my Spidey Sense wasn't working either. I heard The Doctor's alarm go off at 6:13 and jumped out of bed, as though my pants were on fire. I figured I had two choices: I could either race around like a maniac trying to get the 3 Curly Girlies up and at 'em, or I could calmly get myself dressed and remind myself that we could still be out the door on time (7:30). I chose the latter, because my panicking never helps situations like these.
L came into my room shortly after I got up and I was thrilled that it was one less Curly Girly to try to get up and dressed in record time. At about 7, I went to M's room, hoping and praying that she would already be dressed, given the fact that her alarm went off at 6. I opened the door and found her still in her pajamas. M is the kind of kid who will move even more slowly than normal when told we don't have a lot of time. I don't think she does it on purpose, though. I truly believe she panics and shuts down, not remembering what needs to happen.
Had this been last week, this is what would have happened:
CGM: M!! Why aren't you dressed yet??!? We have to leave in 30 minutes!!!!
M:(said in an awful whiny tone) Oh. Uh. Mommy!!!
CGM:(roaring, face turning red, throat starting to hurt, sweating, and on and on and on) Get Dressed NOW!!!!
TD: What's the matter?
CGM: M overslept and isn't even dressed yet.
TD: (as calm as ever) M, get dressed and go eat breakfast please.
I would have been livid, M would have been crying and all 5 of us would have left the house feeling yucky.
What happened today when I opened the door:
M: Oh, Mommy! I, uh. . .
CGM: Did your alarm go off? (knowing it had)
M: Mommy! I, uh. . .
CGM: Well, I know it did, because I know I set it last night. Ride like the wind, Bullseye!
M: (laughing) Mommy!
No yelling! All 3 Curly Girlies got dressed in record time and while we had very little time for breakfast, they wolfed their cereal down like champs! We actually left the house 2 minutes earlier than normal.
As we were getting ready to leave, I turned to The Doctor and said, "Not yelling in the morning is really, really hard, but man. . . is it ever worth it!" He told me he loves mornings around here when I don't yell, because it makes for a much more pleasant morning for everyone.
I'm feeling pretty proud of myself! I love it when I come back from taking everyone to school and I feel calm, peaceful and like the world's greatest mother. These are the times I hope they remember.
No Yelling Count: 5 Days yell free!
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