New Record

After a very long night with a little 2 year old who would not sleep (sore throat), 7:17am found us like this: Matt asleep upstairs in Derek's bed, and me asleep in our bed with a two year old head resting against my left side and a four year old head rested against my right side. (The four year old had been with dad until about two hours before.) My 30 week pregnant body was aching from sleeping on my back the past few hours. The TV in my room was on a blaring blue screen from the movie I had turned on at 4 to try and distract Mr. 2 year old into slumber. (It worked.)

I was sleeping pretty deeply when Zack comes in to ask me where something is. I jolted awake and saw the time. (Zack's bus comes at 7:27). I ran into the kitchen and threw some oatmeal in the microwave, ran to the laundry room to grab one of the clean shirts hanging up in there and yelled for Zack to go grab some jeans from his room. He wolfed down his oatmeal and I grabbed his socks, shoes, backpack and coat. I remembered just in time that he was out of lunch money and started rounding up quarters because I couldn't seem to find any cash and I just used my last check. I sent him to brush his teeth and then we got him out the door. I was breathing a sigh of relief! He wasn't even the last one at the bus stop. Victory!!! (Nothing to wake you up after very little sleep than a fast-paced race for the bus stop!)

Edit: I sat down to type this right after Zack walked out of the house. Both of the little boys were asleep in my bed, and Matt was getting ready for work. All of the sudden, at 7:45, Zack burst back into the house, saying the bus hadn't come. I told him to go tell the other kids I would give them a ride (our house is closest to the bus stop, all the kids know me, so no big deal. I ran outside barefoot, PJs and glasses to round the kids up into my van and put my (now awake) little boys in the van. Matt ran out and said he would take them on the way to work. Technically, the kids could walk, we only live a block and a half away from the school, but it is across two busy streets with no sidewalks. One of the kids ran back to his house to tell his mom that I was taking the kids to school and the rest of them had migrated over to my house to hop in the car. Just then, I hear the familiar braking of our school bus. I look up and it is coming around the corner behind our house. 25 minutes late. Wow. Everyone ran back across the street to the bus stop and I am even more awake now. I know it doesn't compare to a great morning workout, but this sure got my blood pumping this morning!