5 Reasons 7:30 Preschool Is Ruining My Life

Before I start, let me direct your eyes to the category this post is filed in. It’s called “whine”. Yes, I know this is a first world problem. But I’m going to vent about it anyway. BECAUSE OMGEE 7:30 IS A HORRIBLE TIME TO START PRESCHOOL. Here are 5 reasons why it is specifically horrible for me.

1) I have to pry Jonah out of bed every morning. Normally this child would probably be up on his own by 7:15 but when I get him up at 6:30-6:45 weekday mornings, he is NOT HAPPY. His unhappiness has a trickle down effect, which is not really a trickle but more like an extremely powerful and violent geyser.

2)  I have to shower at night. I hate showering at night, it always makes  my hair HORRIBLE. So my hair looks horrible until I can find the time to flatiron it. In order to shower in the morning, I’d have to get up at 5:15, because Bobby gets up at 5:45. I cannot bring myself to do this…yet. Typically I get up about 6:20 and get dressed before getting Jonah up. 5:15? I can’t even think about that right now. I know many of you do it, so again….whine.

3) Jonah and I have to leave before the rest of the family. We have to be out the door at 7:15 and they don’t leave until 10 minutes later. This causes me to have to “drill sergeant” Sophie through her morning routine even more than I used to, so I can do her hair before school. Sophie is SLOW, acts like she has ADD, (why should I brush my teeth when I could be taking inventory of  my stuffed animal collection??) and also does not give a crap about my time constraints. So basically I scream at her all morning until it’s time for me to leave. Warm Fuzzies abound. ALSO, this means Bobby cannot park behind me when he gets home from work. If he forgets, major panicked car-moving ensues.

4) I typically only have time for ONE cup of coffee while I’m slapping on my makeup trying to get out of the house. This does not lend itself to a cheerful Mom. Also, I have already forgotten Jonah’s backpack a few times this year and I NEVER EVER forgot his or Sophie’s before. Ever.

5) 7:30 preschool  is over at 10:15. WHAT? Basically I work like a dog up to the minute I have to go get him…and my productivity is shot  WELL BEFORE noon every day. Womp. Womp.

So yeah, I pretty much hate 7:30 preschool. But I said it before and I’ll say it again (through gritted teeth) – it’s worth it to have Jonah’s awesome teachers that he had last year. So I will soldier on. And maybe now that I’ve vented, I won’t even complain about it anymore. (Yeah right.)

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2 Replies to “5 Reasons 7:30 Preschool Is Ruining My Life”

  1. I had a dream last night that I came over to help you with your morning routine. The weird part was that you had me spraying bug spray every where.

    1. I am DYING! Please don’t let your dream be prophetic of an infestation, that would send me OVER THE EDGE! But, come visit at dawn ANY TIME. 🙂

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