morning fail

"Hey, how did the morning go?"

That is what my husband asks me every morning on my drive to work.

Today, the answer "not so good."

I set my alarm for a 5:30 wake up call, every day. I must have been half asleep when I did this last night because it went off at 6:30. [FAIL]

I am showered, dressed, & ready to start my day by the time I wake Olivia up at 6:45. Thanks to my delayed awakening today, I didn't get out of the shower until close to 6:45. [FAIL]

I keep my calm, and try not to make the mornings stressful for anyone. But today I was a frantic lunatic "Olivia get up, we slept late!" "You cannot miss the bus!" "Get your clothes on!" [FAIL]

Olivia was up & ready in time for the bus. However, the bit of a warm-ish weather melted some of the snow on her path to the bus. But it refroze over night. So she slipped & busted her hind-end on the ice while walking to get on the bus. She cried...a lot. I carried her to the bus & basically had to pry her little hands from around my neck & put her on the first step to the bus. She walked to her seat with her head down. Sat in her seat & waved at me with the most pitiful sad face with tears still streaming down her face.

Yes, so all in all, NOT. A. GOOD. MORNING.