A bit late to the game, but once again I am joining Kate and others and doing a Day in the Life post. The last time I did one of these posts was over a year ago, and so much has changed since then! I left my job at the firm in April to stay home full-time with S, less than a month later we moved to Natomas (a suburb of Sacramento), AND I got pregnant with Baby #2! I really wish I had done one of these posts while I was back at work; I was a “working mom” from August 18, 2014 to April 3, 2015 and I never documented what my daily life was like…suffice it to say it was very busy and overwhelming and I am much happier now that I am home full-time! Without further ado, here is what our days have been looking like lately…
Thursday, August 13, 2015
- M is 32 (and 17 weeks pregnant with baby #2)
- G is 31
- S is 18 months old
- Stinson pup is 6 years old
We live in Natomas, a suburb of Sacramento.
7:39 am – The sound of S stirring wakes me up. She usually wakes me up around 7:10 most days, so this day she let me sleep in. I glance at the monitor to make sure she is really awake, brush my teeth, and head to her room to get her. I pick her up out of her crib and we read some books together and cuddle. All of a sudden, she starts exclaiming, “Puppa! Puppa!” and runs to Stinson’s crate to let him out.
7:55 am – After releasing Stinson from his crate and trying to hug/smother him, S heads to the guest bathroom (her bathroom) and uses the stepstool to reach the counter and Daddy’s electric toothbrush (he uses that bathroom in the mornings so as not to wake me up, and often leaves his toothbrush within S’s reach as a surprise for her…it’s his love language). S holds the toothbrush under the faucet and says “teethies?” which is my cue to turn the water on for her. She “brushes” her teeth for a few seconds and then it’s time for a diaper change. Despite her vociferous protests, I get her changed and put some clothes on her. She starts pulling out the baskets full of books out of her shelf, and one falls on her hand and she starts crying. I cuddle her a bit and then she’s fine again, and proceeds to run into our bedroom.
8:15 am – Now in our bedroom, crawls asks to go “up, up” onto our bed, where she wants to get “cooey” (cozy). This is one of her favorite things to do at this age, and it involves hiding under and snuggling with our duvet. After getting cozy for a bit, S tries to grab the glass of water from my nightstand but I catch her before she spills it on the floor. She then goes to the closet, grabs one of my purses and starts filling it with her things and dragging it on the floor to her room.
8:30 am – Time for me to take a shower. This doesn’t happen every morning but I am feeling brave today as I actually have plans involving seeing other adult people. I have to put S in Pack n’ Play because she keeps trying to open the shower door while I’m in it. She is not happy to be contained. After a quick shower, S is now out of the Pack n’ Play and causing havoc while I get dressed, including crawling into the dog’s crate.
8:55 am – I slice a banana for S to distract her while I prep breakfast, and even though she is signing “more,” she throws the banana pieces on the ground. Stinson is so used to this that he doesn’t even eat the banana slices anymore. As I open a bag of bagels, I chuckle to myself at the bite mark that S made through the bag into one of the bagels when we were at the grocery store the night before. I toast bagels and make green smoothies for me and S (with spinach, bananas, whole milk, greek yogurt, and frozen berries). I pour the smoothies into plastic straw cups and take the bagels out of the toaster oven. S sees the bagel and says, “mo? mo? mo?” I ask her to say please and she says, “Peas?” then “Ooookay.” It’s hilariously cute. While we eat our breakfasts, I open the slider door to let Stinson go out, but he’s not having it this morning. I guess we’ll have to go on a quick walk, which is what we do before getting in the car to head to playgroup.
9:50 am -We leave the house for playgroup. When we lived in Midtown, my neighbor Lee invited me to be part of her playgroup that has been meeting for a few years now. Most of the moms in the group have 2 kids so I’m kind of the odd man out with only one, but S is finally getting to an age where she can interact with the other toddlers and I think it’s becoming more fun for her. I always welcome the good company (and adult interaction) but since we moved to Natomas it’s been harder for us to make it to playgroup due to distance, especially because S usually naps around 11:30 so I don’t want to screw with that.
10:15 am – We arrive at playgroup. This week Ashlee is hosting it at Oak Meadow Park, which is one of my favorite parks (wish it was closer to us!). I chat with the other moms while S gorges herself on snacks and tries to climb everything, including the picnic tables (to get more snacks).
11:35 am – We leave playgroup and I cross my fingers and toes that S doesn’t fall asleep in the car on the drive home. She woke up later than usual so I am thinking it should be ok.
12 pm – We arrive home and as I am getting S’s bottle ready and holding her on my hip, I smell the unmistakeable scent of poop. I quickly realize that we have a blowout situation, and since S is wearing shorts I have some on my arm as well (lovely). This rarely happens anymore – maybe it was all the snacks? – but I rush upstairs, change S out of her clothes and attempt give her a quick bath in the guest bath. I vow to get a handheld shower-head because it’s nearly impossible to rinse her off in the bathtub without one. I finally get S in some pajamas, give her the bottle and read her a book (Possum Magic – an Australian classic given to us by our sweet Sydney friends Sarah and Marcus). After S is down, I go in the garage and check the carseat to see what level of damage I’m dealing with. I praise baby Jesus that there is no poop on the carseat, throw in a quick load of laundry, and put on my pajamas. I do a quick cleanup of our master bedroom, then go downstairs and clear the kitchen. Meanwhile, I heat up an Amy’s frozen burrito for lunch, and eat while researching handheld shower-head options.
2:50 pm – I wake up from my nap and check the monitor. S is quietly “reading” in her crib. I head into her room, change her diaper and we read some books and play together.
3:25 pm – S closes all the doors upstairs, which I take as my cue that it’s time to head downstairs. I boil some ravioli (we love this kind) for S and simultaneously begin caramelizing onions in preparation for dinner. S sees the onion and asks for “apple.” We are out of apples so I give her slices peaches, which she promptly throws on the ground. I give her some grapes (an S favorite) and she throws those, too. The ravioli are finally ready so I cut her a few, but they need some salt so I sprinkle them with the fancy Maldon salt I ordered off Amazon because I can’t find the regular salt. This backfires as S picks off only the salt flakes and refuses to eat the rest of the ravioli.
4 pm – I give up on trying to feed S and take her and Stinny for a walk instead. We go around the block and pick up the mail.
4:15 pm – I load up S in the car. As we are leaving the garage, I see the neighbors’ 5 year old twins pointing their toy guns at me and S. This totally rubs me the wrong way and I make a mental note to tell G about it later. We drive to Home Depot to check out handheld shower-heads. I end up finding a Moen one that is magnetic and decide it’s worth a few extra bucks (we can always take it with us when we move!). I briefly consider going to the gym (normally we go 3-4 times a week because FREE CHILDCARE!) but I decide I don’t want to cut it too close because I have a 5:30 call with my friends.
5:10 pm – We arrive back home and I prep dinner (Iowa Girl Eats BBQ Mini Cheddar Meatloaves, a dinner standby in our house). While I am prepping dinner, S unrolls the entire roll of parchment paper…twice. In the interest of my sanity (and because of the 5:30 call), I let S watch a couple episodes of Curious George. When she sees me grab the remote, she asks “George? George? George?” until I turn it on for her, at which point she starts dancing with her hands in the air. It’s adorable how much she loves that little monkey.
5:30 pm – I have a video conference with my friends Iulia and Lauren while S watches Curious George (note she is getting way more George than she usually does due to the call. She usually gets 30-45 min a day max). While on a girls’ trip a few months back, we decided it would be fun to start a “Mutual Improvement Society” a la Benjamin Franklin and have monthly meetings (we are huge dorks, I know). Basically it’s like a no-obligations book club where we occasionally also share recipes but mostly catch up via video conference because I’m in Sac, Lauren’s in LA and Iulia’s in NY. I love it because it gives me a chance to catch up with my old college roomies and it sounds all official, even though it’s not.
7:10 pm – G gets home from work and we all eat dinner together. S is a major beef lover (“steakies!”) so meatloaf goes over pretty well.
7:30 pm – I clean the kitchen while G and S hang out outside. S picks whatever teeny tiny cherry tomatoes are left on our sad little plant and eats them immediately. I join the gang for a few minutes but then head upstairs to install the new shower-head.
8 pm – G and S join me upstairs. We play “cozy” on the bed and then get S ready for her bath. S gets her bath a bit later than usual, and is frightened of the handheld shower-head. We will have to work on that. While she’s in the bath, we quickly FaceTime with Buni (my mom).
8:20 pm – G gets S in her pajamas while I go downstairs and heat up milk for her bottle. While G gives S her bottle, I read S some stories. Tonight it’s a Sandra Boynton triple feature: Doggies, Personal Penguin, and But Not the Hippopotamus!. After her bottle, we brush teeth and I kiss S goodnight. G usually stays with her a little longer and rocks her/sings to her for a bit before putting her down.
8:45 pm – We both sit on the couch having some “internet time” on our laptops with House Hunters International on in the background. We don’t watch much TV these days but when we do, it’s usually HGTV (I am addicted to Fixer Upper and we both love House Hunters).
9:45 pm – Normally we don’t go to bed until 10:30 or so, but G has an early day tomorrow and I am tired as well, so we turn in for the night.