The Morning Routine

I think if my life was a reality show (which I sometimes wish it were, just so every moment could be caught forever so I could always relive the good parts), I think people would get a kick out of the morning routine: Every morning, Bella wakes me up. She usually says something like "I'm hungry" or "mommy, I wanna watch cartoons." And I always turn on the cartoons in my room, and for some reason I always expect that she will stay in my room to watch cartoons so I can get another hour of sleep. But then I wake up, and she is not there.

At this point, the baby wakes up so I get him. He's crying because he's hungry. The cat starts meowing at me because he is hungry too. Bella isn't hungry. Bella is downstairs eating a whole package of cheese, and there is an empty box of cereal on the floor. The cereal is in a pile on her table...and also under the table. But Bella is thirsty. I shake my head, and I will clean the mess later. Right now I have a baby crying because he is hungry, a cat meowing because he is hungry, and Bella crying because I'm not getting her a drink fast enough. Why is the cat's meow so long? A pause button would be nice here. Or at least a mute button. It is loud.

But if this were a sitcom, this would be hilarious. A lot more hilarious than it may sound because I am a horrible narrator. I just know that every morning, when I should want to pull my hair out, I can't help but laugh hysterically.

I may just be embracing crazy.