I woke up like this.

September will mark the first year that my first born will take the bus to school. She has been excited for months. Since I’ve fallen a little behind in my back to school efforts, today I made sure to scout out the new bus stop.

I knew the bus stop was relatively close to our house. I knew our daughter is in the morning program. I knew school starts at 8:15 am.

What hadn’t occurred to me all summer, however, is just how early we would have to leave the house (all four of us) and walk down the path to meet all the other moms and kiddos waiting for the bus.

It’s a struggle. I’m an early bird, by nature, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t enjoyed these lazy days of summer where my girls sleep soundly and are slow to rise.

To be sure, the schedule come September is nothing like my former morning commute, when I had to drop the kids off at day care and drive to my job at the university at the other end of the city, all before 8:00 am.

But times have changed. I’m not as young as I once was a few months ago. The prospect of getting through the morning madness with minimal chaos and hot coffee seems slim.

And arriving at the bus stop each morning with the appearance of a cool, composed, effortlessly flawless mom-lady?

Even slimmer. But hey, a girl can dream.

She just can’t sleep in.

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