When I heard about the Before 8am series, I thought the idea was such a great one, but maybe just not for me and my family. We’d be too boring. But that was exactly the point, us doing our normal, not-thrilling thing we do in the morning. Not getting ready for an exotic vacation or even a trip to the mountains. This is what we do most mornings and capturing this meant the world to me. I felt a little self conscious being in this “in between” in our lives. Going from a traveling family moving every few months for my work, only bringing what we could fit in a small Uhaul to deciding to stay put. The futon I hate and crap coffee machine that is way over due for a date with the dumpster, but this is where we are, the “in between” and I’ll praise God while we’re here and cherish every moment.
Catching a few minutes to myself before my daughter wakes up. My husband is off to work hours before we get our day started, we love that for now his office is steps away. Most mornings I am awakened by her talking and standing in her crib patiently (and sometimes not so patiently) waiting.My favorite part of her waking up is her handing me every blanket that lines her crib and her Minnie Mouse before reaching for me to pick her up.
It won’t be just the two of us forever, but I thank God for every moment He gives just the two of us.
I am a full time working mom, but my work allows me to spend 4-full days at home with my family and it is incredible. Everyday that I am off, I cook a full breakfast, mainly because cereal won’t cut it for me and it’s my favorite meal of the day!
Mickey Mouse Clubhouse always helps us wait patiently. Cut the check Disney.
My hard working hubby stops in for a breakfast break, this time it was a to go plate. Camera shy?
We don’t need syrup as an excuse to “wash hands,” but it sure is a good one. I wonder if all kids of nurses love to wash their hands as much as this one.
Though we have a long day ahead with dancing, singing, a melt down because we don’t want to take off our Minnie Mouse pj’s, and convincing her that she really does need to take a nap, I wouldn’t trade these kind of days for the world. The days where our biggest plans are going to go to the grocery store or making a Target run. Though in the thick of it, these days seem to never end, I LOVE the quote “the days are long but the years are short.” I am so grateful to Karen for giving us the opportunity to have these memories of our life before 8am, ones that will last much longer than our futon!