The morning rush

Hi there
 
Just thought I’d share my morning with you before it’s tomorrow!  I occasionally forget how much all the rushing around in the mornings affects the girls when I say things like ‘come on, if we don’t leave in four minutes time we’re going to be late!’   It was a shock this morning when my daughter firmly replied, ‘mummy, you’re in a bad mood!’  You should have seen how quickly my whole body language and tone of voice changed whilst replying ‘mummy’s sorry, I’m not in a bad mood, I’m just running late’. 
 
Later when I dropped her off at breakfast club and after our many hugs and kisses, she wouldn’t let go of my scarf.  With less than fifteen minutes until my train I couldn’t stay any longer . As the nanny prized her hands away I noticed that her face looked so sad and I knew she was going to cry.   As I glanced back, she was being comforted by the nanny and I wished it was me cuddling her.  A few tears fell on my coat as I scurried to the car.   When I glanced back again she wasn’t looking out of the window.
 
Thankfully I was collecting her from school today so I knew it wouldn’t be too many hours until I would see her again.  Plus I was going to be picking my other daughter up first so we could meet her together.  I also forget how things have improved over the years, I used to get tears everyday as well as tantrums.  Like other mums I know that once you’ve left the nursery/club, five minutes later they are fine.
 
 My tip today:  When you are feeling in a rush, just take a step back or a couple of deep breaths.  If you really cannot slow down due to time constraints just try remaining postive instead.  You don’t realise how much the little ones are listening and learning from you. 
 
Until next time….
 
Sandra
 
 
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About Sandra Madeira

I am a full-time working mum with a passion for writing and inspiring others. Please let me know what you think of my blog - constructive comments welcome. Have a great day Sandra Freelance Writer www.sandramadeira.com
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