#5 MORE MINUTES FULL#

#5 MORE MINUTES FULL#

McKennaвЂ™s lunch needed to be packed for day care, her disaster of a room needed to be cleaned (I swear the girl has a future career in demolition), bills needed to be paid, there was a sink full of dishes, the car probably needed to be thawed. In that moment, my intention was to get dressed for the day - well, put on a fresh pair of pajamas, if IвЂ™m being honest - and get going. She instantly fell back to sleep - apparently, she needed more than just five more minutes. I grabbed McKenna and her favorite blanket and laid her in bed next to Jeremy.

I was the one to stumble down the hall to get her that day. Like most toddlers, McKenna doesnвЂ™t quietly wake up: she makes a racket until either my husband Jeremy or I bring her into bed with us. At about 4:45 a.m., my daughter McKenna decided she slept long enough by herself. That morning began a bit earlier than usual. I often find myself yearning for just five more minutes - but then reality sets in and so does the pressure of all of the things that have to be checked off the to-do list.ДЄbout a week ago, though, I had an awakening of a different kind. In real life, as a mom of an energetic toddler, I have never been so tired. Unfairly, this want for some extra moments of peace is often viewed as a negative thing.Д®ven in movies or shows with the happiest endings, those characters shown wanting bits of solace are often depicted as lazy, immature, unmotivated or irresponsible. For as long as I can remember, I have wished - begged, even - for just five more minutes before facing the busy world.

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