Mornings at mine

What does your routine actually look like?

For months I’ve wanted to create a comedic Reel showing my real morning routine. I get confused when I see these well put together women showing serene mornings where they care for their kids, find time to keep fit, eat a delicious and nutritious breakfast, curl their hair, apply immaculate makeup and wear an outfit that’s not only ironed but curated to be so stylish and chic, even when on the school run. This isn’t my life. I haven’t had the time to make the Reel, let alone do any of the above. I can’t even prioritise one of these tasks. So indulge me as I map out my morning routine (writing it down is fun, filming it, not so much).

Get up (reluctantly), chug some water as I saw on Instagram somewhere that it’s bad for the gut to start the day with caffeine. 

Check my phone and wish I hadn’t. What’s the point of seeing all the emails that have come in, when I’m not actually not going to be able to start work properly for a few hours.

Make a bottle for child two. Sit on the sofa cuddling the child whilst feeding him the bottle. I know I need to ditch the bottles but I live for this cuddle, so I don’t. We watch TV. Not the news, cartoons (obviously). 

Stick some washing on. Do the washing up. 

The doesband makes the breakfast, I feed the children breakfast and drink caffeine. 

I nag child one to get dressed and brush his teeth. I’m sick of the sound of my own voice (every request has to be made at least three times before I’m acknowledged).

I wash up again. 

Child one is taken to school whilst I stay with number two. By this point work is drawing me in and I find it impossible not to reply to at least a few of my hundreds of emails and WhatsApp’s. I have four inboxes and two phones so this is not an exaggeration. 

I try and keep child two occupied with toys and books. This doesn’t work well (obviously).

Once the husband returns I’ll attempt a quick shower, throw on some clothes (always a sweatshirt), potentially apply minimal makeup (depending on who I have a Zoom with), and get to work. The only caveat to this is once or twice a week when I meet the team/head to an office/meeting/get out of the house. I love a soho house trip on a Friday, just to get out of the house, look at the sea, wash my hair and feel like a normal human. Check me out, aren’t I so glamourous.  

And that’s it. No breakfast. No exercise. And definitely no ironing. 

[Photo credit: me catfishing you again with my one and only photoshoot from 2020.]