It's how my day usually starts, normally around 7:30am. After hearing some horror stories from friends about their 5am risers, I am grateful we seemed to pass on the sleep-in gene to our children. Because anytime after 7am is definitely sleeping in for the preschool set.
I constantly scold myself that I should get up an hour or so before the kids, to shower, make preparations for the day or just to soak in some quiet solitude. I should get up, but in the battle between shower and sleep, sleep ALWAYS wins.
So I usually begin my day already feeling a tad bit behind.
When I quit my job to stay home with my first child, I had a friend ask me about my new life as a stay-at-home-mom. "So, what do you do all day?" she curiously asked.
She wasn't being rude and I wasn't offended. She was a working mom with a full-time job and I often wondered how she managed to cram all of her responsibilites in a 24 hour period.
So one day this summer, inspired by other bloggers' "Day in the Life" posts, I documented our day with my iPhone.
This is what I do all day.
Spoiler alert: It's not glamorous. It's not even exciting. But it's never dull. And it's always a bit messy.
Day in the Life: Summer 2014On this particular morning, John took our 4-year-old out for some "Daddy/Jack time." They went to McDonald's for breakfast (Jack's choice) and our son was quite disappointed to discover that they do not serve chicken nuggets at 8:00am. He cheered up when John pointed out that they do serve Sprite.
Jack (almost 5)
Elise (16 months)
Jack (almost 5)
Elise (16 months)
And I wonder why they think Daddy is the fun one.
|I bet you'll never guess their favorite baseball team.|
We didn't have any pressing errands to run that morning, so I straightened up one room while Henry and Elise destroyed another. And then we switched.
After getting the kids ready, I attempted to take my bi-weekly shower. Ok, ok, I take more than 2 showers a week. Sometimes I take 3.
|And now I'm really cursing my self for not doing this before she woke up!|
I finally managed to distract Elise with some toys. And by "toys" I mean all my hair accessories under my sink.
UH OH. THAT IS NOT A HAIR CLIP.
I forgot to take pictures at lunch, but it went something like this:
Me: What do you guys want for lunch? (BIG MISTAKE)
Henry: YAY! MCDONALD'S!!
Elise: GAH BAH GAH!!
Me: Oh, actually, all we have is peanut butter.
Me: What if I cut the peanut butter sandwich into chicken nugget shapes?
Then, naptime. Glorious naptime.
|Yes, there is an actual child in that crib. No, I did not put him to bed like that.|
Shortly after naptime THIS happened. NAIL POLISH. EVERYWHERE.
OH...MY...I JUST...I CAN'T...I DON'T EVEN...!!!
Elise knocked a bottle of nail polish off the bathroom sink and it shattered on the tile. So much for my bath mats. So much for my bathROOM.
I wiped up what I could, but quick-dry polish is NO JOKE. Nail polish remover was not even making a dent. This mess was going to take HOURS to clean up. So I did the only thing I could think of...
I took a picture and stuck it on Facebook. My favorite caption suggestion: COVER(your floor)GIRL. (Thanks +Stephanie Wheeler !)
Then I left the mess, threw the kids in the car and picked up some take-out.
We opted for a picnic on the front lawn because it's summer and you're supposed to have picnics in summer. And also because our house smelled a little like a nail salon.
Upside of a picnic: easy clean-up.
Downside: instead of getting up from the kitchen table 19 times, I run in and out of the house 19 times.
And then, after baths and jammies, Daddy came home.
|LET THE GAMES BEGIN!|
I put the baby to bed around 8:00pm and began BATHROOM CLEAN-UP 2014
I think I may have found the one task that is even more frustrating than putting the boys to bed.
I could hear John in the next room, attempting to tuck the boys in for the night.
"Daddy, I want water. Cold water. With ice."
"Daddy, you forgot to say prayers!"
"Daddy, I want MOOOOMMY!"
"Daddy, why is pee pee yellow? I wish mine was orange."
Finally, FINALLY, as midnight approached, our floor was white again. As long as you don't look too close.
And I was finally, FINALLY off to bed.
I needed to get some rest.
I had another perfectly messy, beautifully ordinary day ahead of me tomorrow.