Slightly Tilted: A Month of Mom Mornings

By Jen Adair, Blogger at Slightly Tilted, Entreprenuer, Homeschool Mom to two fab kiddos

Being a mom is a cycle of chaos, confusion, love, laughter, and screaming. Mornings can be…difficult. And that’s before the hormones kick in.

Day 1: LIFE IS SO GREAT! I love my kids! I love my family! I love coffee! I have the best life!

Day 2: What happens to my kid’s shoes? Do they run away right when we are trying to get out the door?

Day 3: I have nothing to wear. What’s going on with my hair today? Coffee. I need coffee.

28 daysDay 4: “You have to wear clean clothes. Clean. They don’t have to match, I don’t even care about that anymore, but they can’t have mud, food, or unidentifiable stains on them. Quit crying, and I know I’m the world’s worst mother for making you wear clean clothes.”

Day 5: How can I be out of gas?! Didn’t I just get gas? If the light’s been on for a couple hours, I can probably make it across town…

Day 6: I hope it rains. I mean, I love watching the kids play soccer, but really, I hope it rains.


Day 8: I know I set the alarm! I remember setting the alarm!! What happened? Everybody up right now!!

Day 9: Well, the alarm works. Up early, so coffee by myself. This is nice. I should get up early every morning.

Day 10: Nope. I’d rather sleep.

Day 11: That was a nice night of absolutely no sleep. Today should be fun.

Day 12: I love my kids. I do not want to see them in the middle of the night anymore, but I love them. I love them. Really.

Day 13: What permission slip? You’re supposed to go where today?

Day 14: TGIF. I’m starting to drink at 8:14 this morning.

Day 15: It’s raining!!! Yay! I mean, sorry kids, but no soccer today! {Everyone looks disappointed, but can hardly contain their joy!!}

Day 16: Did I just sleep until 7:45? Oh yeah…sleeping in!

Day 17: Mondays…why must you come every freaking week?

Day 18: EVERY DAY. We brush our teeth every day. Several times a day. Just go. BRUSH. YOUR. TEETH. For the love….RIGHT NOW!!

Day 19: Why are you crying? What’s wrong? What happened?

Day 20: If that lady doesn’t figure out the drop-off line soon, so help me God!!!!

Day 21: It’s Friday! It’s Friday!

Day 22: Go ask your dad. They’re about to do the reveal thing on Property Brothers.

Day 23: There’s no crying over donuts, kids. Green sprinkles taste the same as blue.

Day 24: Don’t even look at me with that tone of voice.

Day 25: “Mommies cry, too! I’m okay…I’m okaaaayyyyy. Just get in the car.”

Day 26: I ate all the foods.

Day 27: Life sucks.

Day 28: Oh. That explains a lot. Mommy’s sorry.

jen adair3Hey. I’m Jen Adair. I’m an entrepreneur. Homeschool mom. CEO of organized chaos. Ok – it’s really not all that organized. Some days are great, some are not, some days I feel invincible, some days I can barely get out of bed. BUT…it’s my life and I’m living it. Browse my collection of random thoughts, humor (well, I think I’m funny!), images, links, whatever…at my blog Slightly Tilted. Sharing is caring, people! 🙂