I don't have a lot of brain cells in the morning. Especially when I've been up seven times with the baby and only had about 3 hours of broken sleep. So I need a good plan if I'm going to feed my kids, husband, and myself a paleo breakfast every morning. Otherwise my morning starts off like it did today...
6:30am: Baby wakes up. Screams bloody murder. I drag myself to his room to nurse him for the fortieth time in the last twelve hours. (at least it feels that way). I'm super thirsty and I'm starving already. While I'm feeding him I hear the big boys doors slam and I know they are up and begging to play iPad. I change the baby's diaper and come out to find them in the living room watching Jake and the Neverland Pirates. They are STAAAARVING. I put the baby down next to them hoping he will be entertained for a few minutes and duck into the kitchen before he can see me walking away.
Lucas wants oatmeal so I start boiling water. We have gluten free instant oatmeal packets in the pantry. His favorite is apple cinnamon so I pull that flavor out of the box and dump it in a bowl. I also grab a mug and put a tea bag in, thinking I will swipe some of the water when it's ready.
By now the baby is crying so I pick him up and head back to the kitchen one handed.
Nathan wants waffles. I have a stash of gluten free vans waffles in the freezer so I grab two and put them in the toaster, and start warming up some frozen blueberries in the microwave to put on top.
The water boils, I pour it in the oatmeal bowl and my mug. The waffles pop up and I pour the blueberries on top and add a drizzle of maple syrup.
By now the baby is yelling in my ear and pulling my hair. I put him in his high chair with a spoon and a cup to play with. I call the kids to the table and dispense their vitamins.
I am now ridiculously hungry. I take a drink of my tea and start to think of what I can fix for myself but hear Ryan getting out of the shower and realize he is almost ready to leave for work. If I want a shower today, I have to take it now. Shower.. or breakfast? The baby is yelling again so I take him out of his high chair and head back to my bedroom where I hand him to Ryan and claim my 5 minutes for a shower.
Fast forward about 10 minutes. I've showered and thrown on clothes. Ryan is heading off to work. I grab the baby and I run outside to watch the boys chase his truck half way down the street. By the time I corral them back in the house, my tea is cold and I still don't know what to eat. The boys need to do their morning routines and start school work, the baby is ready for a nap, dishes are waiting to be unloaded and put away, and laundry needs to be started. I take a deep breath, ask the kids to start their routines, take the baby to his room and rock him for nap time, and make it back to the kitchen where I find Nathan sitting on the floor staring at two pairs of pants and still in his pajamas. I send him back to trade a pair of pants for a shirt and start looking for food again.
Lucas comes out ready to start school work and I know I have limited time before the baby wakes up. So I grab the first thing I can find. A gluten free bagel toasted with butter and jam. I eat it in about seven seconds, at which point I hear the baby crying.... and so we start our day.
There are so many things wrong about this morning that I don't even know where to start. It's rushed, I'm running on empty, I'm giving my kids way too many sugars and carbs first thing in the morning and not balancing with any protein, I'm not taking care of myself, we are not eating together as a family, I could go on and on. I'm not proud of this. But this is how it has been for the last six months with our little guy joining the family. It's a season though, and I know things will get easier. But I'm ready at this point to make a lot more effort towards fueling our bodies right. Here's to a sucessful transition!
I actually do have a plan now for breakfasts and snacks for myself and the kids but I've rambled way too long already. I will get to it in the next post. :)
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