Jessica is the wanna-be entertaining writer of the blog My Time as Mom. When she is forced to step away from her laptop she is the official caretaker of 1 husband, 2 adorable girls, and 2 dumb dogs. She is often operating under the influence of sleep deprivation.
I don’t have a lot of memories of my childhood. I know that I grew up with parents who loved me and cared for me but the specifics of the events elude me. I think that my memory fails me when I think back about my time growing up because my mommy brain is taking over so that I can barely remember anything past five minutes ago.
But, there is one memory of my childhood that stands out in my mind and I think of this memory all the time. This special memory that has carved its place in my brain is of my mom cooking breakfast for my sister and me each morning before school.
I remember my mom waking us up, we would crawl out of bed, and sit at the table while she served us up some homemade yumminess (can’t remember exactly what she made, I just know it was food and we liked it). After breakfast we would then take our time getting ready for school. She would hurry us out the door and drop us off at school on her way to work.
Now that I am a mom I look back on this memory of my mom cooking breakfast each morning before school and I realize that my kids will most likely not have this same memory. I do not cook breakfast for my offspring before taking them to school. In fact, I sleep later than my oldest child does.
The typical school day morning in my house is 7yo wakes up sometime between 6:00 and 7:00 am. She feeds the dogs, makes her lunch, eats her breakfast, gets dressed, and brushes her hair and teeth. Then at 7:30 the alarm in HER room goes off and she comes to wake me up (with my cell phone in her hand so that I can of course check my email the weather). At this point I stumble into the shower to try and wake up for the day. While I am getting ready the little one wakes up and I send her into the kitchen to have her big sister help find her something to eat for breakfast. Finally, we rush out of the door so that I can drop the big one off at school to start her day of learning and playing.
Needless to say, the morning routine I have with my children is far different than that of when I was a kid. My mom had to work and she forced herself to get up early to make sure that we had a proper breakfast before school. I don’t have to work but I am a full-time college student in my last semester of undergraduate school and will be starting graduate school in the next year. I stay up very late every night doing homework and studying for exams. I do this so that I can spend the evenings with my children. Also, I want to teach my children to be self-sufficient and independent. I am trying to teach my children how to do things for themselves, how to make breakfast and how to make lunches. I make sure that we have the proper foods in the house for them and that they know what healthy meals are. I also inspect lunches before leaving for school and if they are not right then changes are made.
My kids will not have the same wonderful memories of the mornings that I had as a child. And for me, that is okay. My kids will know that their mom fulfilled her dreams of obtaining 3 college degrees despite having two children at home. My kids will be self-sufficient and independent in their lives.
My kids will also know that I loved them and that I wanted the best for them in their lives, just as my mom did for me.