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First day fears

Today was the start of a new school year for my girls and they were pretty excited for all of the new adventures that lie ahead. When I watched them just go about their business on the playground greeting old friends and interacting like they’d been away for just a day it made my heart sing.

I can’t really remember my first days at school but I imagine I just went along with all the other kids from my neighbourhood. Unlike the emphasis that is now placed on familiarizing children with their teachers and surroundings we just popped up at school and adjusted. None of the ‘meet your new teacher for next year day’ so you feel at home when you start or return on your first day.

What I do remember is always being afraid of oversleeping. The dreams I’ve had of missing appointments or arriving unprepared for events are enough to give me temporary insomnia. Sadly that hasn’t changed even as a mother. The chances of my girls explaining to the school that they’re late because their mother has overslept is a huge probability. So while they were pretty relaxed last night I was overcome by the fear of being stuck in holiday mode. After waking up close to morning tea time for about six weeks I couldn’t imagine being ready for the school run on time. Quite disturbing considering the run only starts at eight thirty.

After realising that my plan to stay awake all night wasn’t feasible I decided to set three separate wake up calls. Oh the irony of life I was wide awake before the first chime and had all the time in the world to just waste. I’m so glad to have my first day back at school behind me and knowing that I’m capable of being a responsible mother…until the next first day!

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Back to school is always cool

Tomorrow my girls go back to school after their Christmas break. While I’m really happy for a bit of breathing space and a break from endless cartoons and all things animated. Even stranger is their excitement to return to school. I suspect it’s mainly due to the planned report on their Christmas gifts. No doubt the thrill of being back at school will quickly subside once Friday arrives with homework.

Now all I have to do is master the art of getting to the alarm clock before it gets to me. Night school would be such a convenient option for a sleepy head mom like me!


Morning has broken

I am completely frazzled by my inability to respond to my alarm clock. The truth is I really shouldn’t need an alarm for a 7am wake up call. I know I should be more responsible as a mother particularly of school going children. I have managed to get them to school in the nick of time. No matter what time I go to bed the result is always the same. I’m on the verge of accepting the fact that I’m a serious sleepy head.

Tomorrow is a brand new day and once again I’ll attempt to be the early bird but I’m not pinning my hopes on getting that worm!


Perfect strangers

My day started out the same old way with me in total disbelief that the morning had come after what felt like the blink of an eye. I have a very awkward relationship with my alarm clock and it seems to be getting particularly strained as the winter approaches. So after obeying its call rather promptly this morning I knew I was well on my way to beating the morning rush.

After successfully loading my precious cargo into the car and preparing for take off it just wouldn’t start. Being frustrated that early in the morning does nothing for your peace of mind. After contemplating my next move and I must admit I didn’t have too many options. One was taking the bus and of course being late for school. The other was approaching some random construction workers and asking them to check out the problem. I opted for the latter and the result was better than I had hoped for. The kind gentlemen diagnosed the problem a flat battery! They very expertly got the car started and I was on my merry way.

Today was one of those days where I really missed my dad because he would’ve been the first one I called and if he was unable to help he would’ve made sure he found somebody to help me. Living in England where it generally seems to be each man for himself I was pleased that in my time of need there were strangers willing to make a difference in this aliens life!