A typical hectic school morning ..........

The last few weeks have been a tad hectic. Diddles school had their official open day for the new autism unit. His teacher nabbed me the day before as I was collecting him and asked that I say a few words on behalf of all the parents. I am soooo nervous when it comes to public speaking. The minute she asked me this I felt my heart in my shoes!! She had mentioned the week before that if none of the parents came forward and volunteered that she would have to nominate someone. I am guessing she picked me because lately the mention of the word Autism and I can not shut up! Its like a chemical reaction in my brain, all the researching and studying of it just oozes out of me and after waffling on for about ten minutes realise that the person who asked me how Diddles was getting on was in fact only being polite! I agreed to say a few words not realising that the Mayor of the town and local priest and parents and teachers of the infant classes would be there also. I had myself all convinced that I would be fine, not a bother. However when the morning came as most parents know the morning you really want things to go to plan they absolutely NEVER do!

The Boys woke up at about 8am as both of them had been awake several times the night before, one of them teething and the other asking for rice crispies and thomas the tank engine (as you do at 4 in the morning). I had their clothes ready to go, I just had to get them dressed and fed and in the car to be at the school for 9:30. Simple yes?? ha one would assume but one would be wrong! I try to keep to a routine with the boys in the mornings but after a long night they are not always willing to co-operate (nor am I if I'm honest, just 5 more minutes please. I wish!!)

Incident number one was chasing Diddles around the landing with a tooth brush while I was singing "Old mac Donald had a farm" to Madman who was waiting impatiently in his cot.
Incident number two was dressing Diddles. He was quite calm and collective which I thought was great until I went to change Madmans nappy, I turned around to see Diddles leaping around the landing in his nip with his uniform in a pile on the floor!!  
Incident number three was getting breakfast for the two of them and Diddles asked for his usual "Juice please". I gave him his juice and he proceded to pour it all down his uniform! Madman thought this was hilarious and knocked his wheatabix to the floor while I was cleaning it up.

At this point I was just ready to get in the car and leave before they did anything else. I drank a cup of coffee like a shot, found Diddles spare uniform, dressed him then chased him with the hairbrush and got him into the car. Then wrestled Madman into his car seat. These are the mornings I miss working in the office!!
It is a 15-30 minute (in traffic) journey to the school and in that time Diddles managed to unbuckle his seat belt 5 times which led me to stop the car 5 times which in turn made us late for the open day.

By the time I got to the school I had developed a twitch! His teacher came rushing out to me to give me a hand with the buggy, I had a feeling she was trying to judge whether I was going to speak or not and right up until the moment she asked me I had intended to do it but I could feel the flash of nerves over me and I knew there was no way in hell I would manage to speak infront of a crowd with out bursting into tears or fainting or something. It worked out ok she said a few words for me. I managed to cut the ribbon! I'm surprised I remembered how to work a scissors! Only photo of that moment is of me with my back to the camera haha typical! Oh well if you can't laugh about it you'll cry as they say!