The Morning Struggle was so REAL Today!
Woke up 15 mins late,
Living in NY, parking rules are strict and the fines can be hefty. With that being said today I decided to leave the car on, with the key in my hand, seemed like a good idea at the moment.
I unbuckle, unlock the doors and walk around to Gia’s side of the car. I reach for the door only to find it locked.
(Insert nice mom voice) “Gia please unlock the door honey”, followed by shaking of the head by Gia.
(Insert slightly frustrated voice) “Gia open the door”, Gia attempts to give me “The Look”
(Insert this mom has had enough voice) “Gia Amelia open this door right this minute, followed by tears, and reluctantly she reaches over and unlocks the door.
These type of mornings break my heart, and yes it takes all of my strength not to get back in the car and drive home with Gia. However that would only make tomorrow that much harder because her expectations will be for me to eventually give in. Instead, I place many kisses in her pockets for when she misses me later in the day (which never happens, because I call and check in, and on occasion request a picture), walk her in to her class and send her off to be with her friends.