I started to write a book about my everyday life and rambling thoughts. I'm looking for honest opinions on it before i continue. Thank you!
"I roll out of bed as the alarm sounds for the third time this morning, nothing unusual, I'm usually not ready to get up when it goes off. As i make my way around the bed to the bathroom i can't help but laugh at my husband snoring. I brush my teeth and hair and get dressed then go and prepare myself for the morning battle. "Ok boys, time to get up and get dressed", and all i hear are moans and complaints. I keep thinking maybe i should try some cold water or a fog horn, maybe then they'll spring out of bed like I want. I make my way into the living room and turn on the morning news, the poor middle east, I'm so glad I'm not there right now.
Ok boys lets move it, i hear myself saying again, just like every day, why can't boys just roll out of bed and get ready. Ugg with three boys i have 18 (or more) years of this! With all this yelling my neighbors probably think I'm crazy, but no one seems to hear me when i talk in a normal voice, then again, maybe yelling is my normal voice...only when I'm with adults i don't have to yell. Ok so it's just my normal talking to children voice, WOW that's kinda scary now I'm one of those crazy screaming parents you see in the grocery store. Now lets get your teeth brushed, yes you have to brush your teeth or they will fall out i tell them. I hate being so real but that seems to be what it takes with my kids. Finally they are ready, now i go and get the baby, this is so much easier then the other two. I go in his room and am greeted with the cutest little smile in the world (I'm not biest or anything). I change his diaper and get him dressed, now were finally all ready to go out the door, or so i thought. "Come on i thought you had your backpack already, get it and get out the door!"
We all pile in my six year old mini van, which I'm told i'm way to young to own, but if i could afford the Escalade don't you think i would have it. Come on, it wasn't my first choice, but it works for me. We pull out of the apartment parking lot and take the four block drive to school, dodging the various cats and dogs that seem to be hanging out in the street today. Oh what can i say about the drop off, it's kind of like a drive by, only it's a drive by drop off. The road is converted into a one way for drop off so you can just push your kids out of the car into the street. I still have a problem with it, so i at least pull up to the curb and wish them a good day. After the doors are shut and they run off, i battle my way back into the road and make my way back to the apartment, oh did i forget to mention we live in a eleven hundred square foot three bedroom apartment, yea not much else available for money challenged families."
