They Call Me Mom [and a recipe for a Brown Sugar + Vanilla Iced Latte]
I sit in my office upstairs as my youngest rolls trucks around his room and presses buttons on an electronic book. He’s dropped his nap over a year earlier than my other two kids. I’m not ready. So just like with his older siblings, I tell him he doesn’t have to sleep, but we’re going to have quiet time. He needs to rest. I also explain that it’s Mommy’s quiet time, too. I’m not shy about this.
I settle into my chair, a blanket pulled over my lap, coffee at the ready, and a book in hand. His calls begin.
“Mom! We didn’t do our reading lesson!” (He’s two. He doesn’t do a reading lesson.)
“Mom! Are there monsters in my room? Mom! I found a monster on the wall! Mom! Is it LEGO time?”
I let his questions hang in the air, because I know answering them will lead to more. For a few seconds, I hear nothing. I look down at my book.
“Mom!” I clench my jaw at the sound of my name and wait for him to continue.
“Is quiet time all done?”
“No, Buddy, quiet time’s not done.”
“Mom! The timer went off!” (No, it definitely didn’t.)
“Mom! Is quiet time done?” (Still no.)
He continues this monologue. I opt not to answer and stay in my chair, rereading the same three sentences. “So much for quiet time,” I mumble to no one in particular.
Read the full essay and get the recipe (included recipes for cold brew coffee to make at home!) at Coffee + Crumbs!
Read the full essay and get the recipe for this Brown Sugar + Vanilla Iced Latte (including simple syrup and cold brew coffee concentrate) over at Coffee + Crumbs!
