Anyone that knows me in the real world, knows that I am *not* a morning person. At. All. In my pre-baby days when I was a 9 to 5’er, the morning rush hour meant sitting in traffic for an hour, creeping down the road just to discover there was no accident, just rubberneckers.  Once I reached the office, coworkers knew not to speak to me for at least the first hour of the day.  My day could officially begin once I had my Coke or Mountain Dew.   Those days are long gone now that I’m a mom!  I have a whole new definition for the term “morning rush hour”. 

I’m thankful that most mornings when the babies wake up that my husband hasn’t left for work yet – so he can help me get everyone moving.  Today was one of those exceptions – this mommy was running the show solo. At the first sound of babies, it’s go time…hurry, hurry, hurry.  Both girls crying, wanting out of their cribs and starving, even Jack the cat and Penny the pup begging for food! All at once  How do you choose who goes first?  Don’t tell my girls, but typically whoever cries the loudest, gets rescued first! I’m getting better at juggling, but sometimes it’s tough when you’re still half asleep.  I start dishing out meals as fast as possible, at times it’s mass confusion.  Once I’ve got everyone settled in for the morning, I break away for my Mountain Dew fix, thankful that I’ve made it through the morning rush.  And before I know it, it’s time to start thinking about lunchtime!

As much as I don’t do mornings, it’s still the perfect way to wake up.  There’s nothing better than hearing Maggie talking to her stuffed animals and Molly cooing at her mobile.  How do you start your mornings?  What’s your one “must-have” in the morning? Coffee?  Caffeine? Or maybe it is crying babies?