I have two kids that are 22 months apart (the oldest just turned 2!). My days usually start with “mommmyyyy! It’s time to wake uppp!” …and then my morning routine begins. I make sure the littlest one is still asleep in her bassinet as I stumble to our bedroom door, yawning down the hall to grab my toddler from her room. She greets me happily, but it’s not yet 8am and my brain hasn’t quite woken up. I don’t smile as big as I should. I mumble something about changing her diaper and getting her dressed for the day.
All I can really think about is getting her in her chair for breakfast, so I can have a few minutes to sit and drink my first cup of coffee. Hot or iced? Which pump flavor should I use today? My mind is caught up in a swirl of almond milk and bold roast as we both head to the kitchen (she runs, I lag behind).