Late again...

This morning I was late to work again. But this morning was different from the other mornings. I woke up at my same time and started my same routine. Around 6 a.m Millie woke up with a bad dream. I held her for a while. She was kind of cranky after her bad dream and just wanted to be in my arms. So I let her. I tried to distract her with some toys so I could finish my hair, but that didn't work for long. She was being all crabby at my feet throwing a little fit and practically demanding me to hold her. I told her I would as soon as I was finished. I didn't raise my voice or get mad at her. (Like I normally do.) Once I was done I swept her up into my arms and we went to wake Beatrice up. (Who didn't want to get up.) I made Bea breakfast, then remembered to make her her lunch as well! Ate some breakfast myself, then went to get ready and the girls ready. It was already 7 by then and there was no way I'd be able to get them dressed in 15 min. So instead of stressing about it. I just let it happen. I got the girls dressed and we were out the door late. Very late. We made it to Bea's school just as her classmates were walking to her class. Then I was off to Mary's. Millie didn't want me to go, as usual. But then Kristen and a brilliant idea and asked Millie to help pass out napkins to everyone. Millie jumped on that! She likes being a big girl and helping out. She's so sweet. So that was my morning. I was late to work. Very late. But I wasn't stressed and I didn't get mad. Things happen. And with the unexpected death of a distant friend I'm more aware of how precious life is and you never know when it will be your last moment. I want my girls to know that I love them no matter what. I just hope I can keep this new awareness going. I know things wear off and we're back to our normal selves again. I just want to make every moment with my girls count.