Why do people have to talk so much and so loudly and with so much energy in the morning? It makes me feel like my skin will crawl right off of my body!!!! As I sit here and type, I hear singing. It’s not the singing of a favorite song; it’s the singing of every thought crossing one child’s mind. In between “verses,” every thought is spoken - loudly! As if that weren’t enough for an already-over-the-edge mom, there’s also a banging sound, a toy guitar being played, the television with goofy creatures making noises, and the constant chatter of another child trying to get a sibling’s attention. Oh, joy! Oh, rapture! “Hey, Mom! Hey, Mom! Hey, Mom!” Can I scream or would that be a bit much for a “normal” person? And this is after my mommy medications!! Should I pray for patience and calm? Or maybe deafness? Can God hear through all of the jumble in my head right now? Now, questions are flying my way.

Can I instate a rule that NO ONE speaks before school? We could sit together with no noise and just love on each other as we slowly get ready for the day. We could wander around the house getting out our breakfast, getting dressed, cleaning our rooms……. Is talk necessary for those things? More talk…..more questions…..more TV….. When does the bus get here? 30 more minutes? What time is it now? How many more minutes until quiet? Still 30….. “She’s (me) not going to answer me.” At least the hint is being taken. The noise doesn’t stop, though. Where is my sister-in-law’s recliner in a nice, dark, quiet place where she has her coffee, and no one speaks to her until she’s done? Maybe a new recliner would do the trick. Maybe I just need to start drinking coffee. How many more minutes? Watching the clock is like watching water boil. Nothing happens. The hands are stuck. The noise continues, though. It’s the same noise that I hear in the afternoon that makes me laugh. Why is it so painful in the morning? How many more minutes? 25 but who’s counting? I think this will be a “Don’t-answer-the-phone day!”