Crazy Start or just Crazy Woman?

Why is it that some days for whatever reason start off crazy while others are just grand.    Like the other morning.  My hubby was off work because he was heading off to a golf outing.  So I had an extra pair of hands to help with the getting ready for school madness.   He was going to drop the boys to school while I was going to get a head start on something I’ve been trying to get to for the past two weeks.   

Now most mornings in our house there isn’t any madness just calm and peace and order.   I pride myself on our happy morning routine because it didn’t just happen by accident.   It’s taken years of training, clearing my stuff, creating how we want our mornings to go, well if you know me then you know the drill.

So why was it that all hell seemed to break lose the other morning.   Ah, somebody else was in our space.   Our little routine had suddenly been disrupted by the happy chappie, music playing, chilled out Dad.  Which meant the organised, calm, peaceful CONTROL FREAK wasn’t happy and the crazy woman was let lose!  

Now don’t get me wrong on the surface it was peace and calm as usual, except my inner control freak was freaking out.    It often takes somebody else to enter of our space to see our stuff.    And more often than not it’s the stuff you would rather not see. 

In our house we purposely create our mornings to be peaceful, calm.  We create that we all have time together before everyone goes their separate ways and because we have been doing this for a long time we don’t consciously recreate that every morning now, it’s just part of what we do and who we are.

But things change all the time and now that my eldest has started secondary school and leaves earlier, our routine is different.   We had started to not have our as much time together.  Mobile phones and ipads had started to sneak onto the breakfast table.  I’m conscious I’ve possibly got a hormonal teenager in development so I’m super conscious of making everything as calm as possible for the transitioning teenager.  

Are you starting to see the pattern here.  Yep, control freak alert. 

There’s a fine line between being organised and controlling.  Instead of creating our morning through intention, I was creating our morning through control.   Somewhere along the way we had lost something.

It took the go with the flow Dad to remind me to lighten up and go with the flow again.  And it was only then that I realised how much our mornings had started to become well kind of mechanical.   

So we recreated our mornings again.   We’ve decided to reintroduce some background music provided it’s not too loud, banned the phones and ipads from the kitchen (the kids’ idea not mine) and agreed a couple of changes to our routine so we get time with big sis before she leaves early for school.  

And we have agreed the mornings that Dad is around we will turn up the volume on the music and I’ll tell my inner control freak to take a hike.

Hope your inner control freak behaves herself better than mine when her buttons are pushed.

Talk to you soon.  Have a great day.

Much love

Deborah