Mine is total chaos. It doesn’t matter how much planning I do, with children with special needs it is still total chaos.
I lay out clothes the night before; Take out medicine the night before…
The alarm goes off at 5:40am
On school days my husband also gets up (don’t get me going on weekend days)
I start taking care of the dogs while Bill gets Sephora and Anthony up. Sephora isn’t so tough to wake up – keeping her asleep is usually the problem. Anthony however – never willing to get out of bed and his bus comes at 6:30am.
It takes me 15-20 minutes to take the dogs out, feed them, water them, give them meds, switch over laundry etc…
By the time I come upstairs, Anthony is still not out of bed. When I yell to him that he will miss his chance for the bathroom because I am getting in the shower – he runs into the bathroom.
Breakfast is “fun” – he is looking at me; she won’t look at me; she is sitting in my seat; he is touching my seat…
By the time I get out of the shower – and I go as fast as I can – they are supposed to have taken their medicine (Bill gives it to them), eaten and well on their way to getting dressed.
Inevitably Anthony will be purposely taking his sweet old time eating until he has one minute to get outside. Then he will start freaking for us not to let the bus leave without him. Of course we can’t stop the bus so literally half the time he misses it. If/when he misses it, he melts down about why didn’t we tell him the bus was coming – which of course we did by then a thousand times…
Meanwhile Sephora will continually say she is getting dressed and almost ready but by the time Anthony has missed his bus she hasn’t even taken her pajamas off. She will have been coloring, painting, stringing zip lines, cutting papers, drawing, or dressing up teddy bears – anything other than what she is supposed to be doing.
I ask if their homework folders are in their backpacks – are you sure – of course they are. But then I find one child’s folder by the piano and one by the laptop.
Do you have your lunch money? Of course they do – then three days later I get a note from the cafeteria about all the money I owe. No idea where the money disappears to.
So I get frustrated and log on to the computer for a little bit waiting for the kids to decide to get ready.
After ten minutes of that I tell them, I am leaving and the bus (my bus) will be out front. If they miss that bus they are going to have a serious issue because they will need Dad to bring them to school – which of course will not make him or them happy…
They then meet me out front and we are on our way – BUT – they have both snuck items into their backpack in an attempt to smuggle them into school. I confiscate the items – toys, electronics, whatever – and they melt down again..
I drop them off at their schools and head to work… By then I have already completed a days worth of work just trying to get my kids out the door and I seriously need a nap!