Typical Day Summer 2012

Another long and boring post for anyone other than me. I get a kick out of documenting a typical day and rereading it later...

4:10 am - Andy's alarm goes off. I'm pretty sure I turned it off without waking him up. Despite the fact that he has an alarm clock on his side of the bed, the man still sets my clock on the days he has to get up. I don't understand that. I typically get up around 5:30 so I can drink coffee before the big kids get up, but I decided to sleep in today.

6:12 a.m - Both Jack and Molly are up and in my room. I ask Jack if he is dry since he's been wetting the bed lately. He says that he is dry and I give him a sleepy high five. However, he says, "Mommy, I have something to tell you. Blue Puppy is wet. I have to change him." Lately, Jack has been pretending that Blue Puppy is his baby and he is BPs Daddy. Kinda cute but kinda strange. Even stranger that he says I'm BP's grandma.

6:21 a.m. - I get up and make coffee and pour milks x3. I do everything x3 these days.

7:05 - I get dressed and throw some laundry in. Jack and Molly play some new games on the iPad. Jack wants sausage and little pancakes for breakfast. Easy enough. Nine little pancakes and ten sausage links zapped in the microwave and divided by three bowls. I straighten the kitchen, do dishes, wipe off everything and contemplate deep cleaning the kitchen during nap time. Nah, I'll do that next week.

7:45 - I check on Natalie and she is sound asleep with her blanket over her face and her little feet in the rails of the crib. I make myself eggs for breakfast.

8:00 - I get Natalie up. She's all shivery shakey. She is dressed, milked, and breakfasted.

8:30 - We start getting ready for the Y. Hair x 2, teeth x 3, shoesshoesshoes, puppyblankeypuppy, out the door.

8:55 - I drop off the kids at child care and run on the treadmill for the next hour. Two months ago I started running and could barely do a mile. Today, I ran 4.5 and walked another 1.2. My goal is six miles by the end of summer.

10:30 - Home and shower. The big kids watch Natalie for me while I shower. They know to "come get Mommy if Baby Natalie cries, coughs, or does bad stuff". They have only had to get me once.

11:00 - Lunch is in the oven (fish sticks and fries with grapes and carrots). I change my sheets while Natalie helps. Then, I freak Natalie out by inflating the kiddie pool. She is terrified of the air pump. I wash out the pool and get it filling so we can swim before naps. Kids eat lunch.

11:30 - Out to swim. Jack and Molly spit water on each other and play monster. Natalie plays "pour water from one container to the other". I read.

12:30 - In the house, out of swimsuits, into clothes, down for naps by one. Mommy eats lunch.

3:17 - No one is awake yet. Awesome. I read in the paper that one of my former students was arrested for drug trafficking. Not awesome. Found out that I got a 98% A in the grad class I finished yesterday. I'm awesome.

3:34 - Hark, I hear the rumble of an awake child. Who is it going to be? If it's Molly, then she won't come out of my room. We tell her that she isn't allowed to get up until my clock says 3. Then, we set the clock back 45 minutes so she stays in bed until 3:45. We're still smarter than her.

3:40 - Jackson is up. Then, Molly is up. Then, Natalie is up (and stinky). Big kids are fighting over the iPad. I take it away and they both cry. I go outside to get the mail and garbage can. They're done fussing by the time I get back. All three settle down for a granola bar snack.

4:00 - Natalie is stinky again. Seriously. I change her and then play with the girls. Molly gives me a check up and Natalie just sits on me a lot.

5:15 - I make quesadillas for the kids and stuffed peppers for Andy and me. Everyone eats and the big kids run around crazy. We have an extensive talk about not saying "I'm going to kill you" to each other even if we are pretending. No, we don't pretend to kill our toys. No, you cannot pretend to kill somewhere else. Just no killing. Life lesson.

6:24 - Andy texts to let me know he's leaving work. It takes him 26 minutes to get home. Sometimes, they are the longest 26 minutes of the entire day. We race around and pick up all the toys. Supper is waiting for my husband and the house and children are clean... Very Stepford of me.

*Edit* Very indicative of my life right now, I was interrupted and never finished this post. Oh well. That's life right now.