a day in the life

I’m often asked (usually by my father, who paid for my college education, and might be just a tad perturbed that I’m not using it), what do I do all day??

Good question…some days, even I don’t know.

When Henry was first-born, Travis would come home and ask how my day went and what I had done.  Totally innocent question.  Not for a postpartum Lindsay.  I’d break down in tears and try to spout off a long list, trying to prove to him that I wasn’t wasting my time, you know, watching my stories and eating bon-bons.

It was Facebook and brownies.

He reassured me that, even if I did sit around all day, nursing and changing diapers, that he was happy that I was the one taking care of our child, that I was the one raising Henry up.  I didn’t need to impress him.  I just needed to be content in my decision to stay home.

Easier said than done…

Nowadays, with two kids, my day goes by in a blur!  It seems we’re always on the go, sometimes intentionally.  I’m not one to stay at home, even if I do stay-at-home.

So I thought I’d show you what I did all day, list style of course.

  • 4:01 AM:  Nurse Clara
  • 6:00 AM:  Travis’ alarm goes off, hit him, roll back over
  • 6:05 AM:  Snooze alarm goes off, hit him, roll back over
  • 7:30 AM:  Henry BURSTS into room, waving his lasso (aka my nursing bra) over his head.  Wake up for the day.
  • 7:45 AM:  Nurse Clara.  Change diaper.  Take Henry to potty.
  • 8:00 AM:  Eat Luna bar.  Decide I like the Cookie Dough flavor better.

  • 8:20 AM:  Meet Bekah and her baby, Avery, for hilly walk.  Push 60 pounds of kiddos, 4.5 miles.

  • 9:48 AM:  Post office to return Netflix movie.
  • 10:00 AM:  Home.  Nurse Clara.  Change diaper.  Take Henry to potty.
  • 10:10 AM: Put Clara down for nap.
  • 10:12 AM:  Be a mean mommy and take picture of crying baby who doesn’t want to nap.

  • 10:15 AM:  Take shower, sing into shampoo “microphone”. Clara finally goes to sleep.
  • 10:25 AM:  Eat second breakfast.

  • 10:30 AM:  Drink coffee.  Check up on blogs.
  • 10:45 AM:  Put on Cars for Henry, feed him carrots.  Become envious of his life.

  • 11:00 AM:  Organize new canister set.  Admire organization.

(Front Row: Ghetto tape labels: G for Guar, X for Xanthan
Back Row:  Ground Flaxseed, Almonds, Ghiradelli Chocolate/Reese PB Chip Parfait)
  • 11:15 AM:  Start laundry
  • 11:20 AM:  More blogs.  More coffee
  • 11:45 AM:  Henry BURSTS into Clara’s room, waving “lasso” over head.  Clara wakes up.
  • 12:00 PM:  Nurse Clara.  Change diaper.  Take Henry to potty.
  • 12:10 PM:  Vacuum house.  Relish in the fact that it’s only 800 sq. ft.
  • 12:15 PM:  Gather trash.  Move laundry along.
  • 12:20 PM:  Kids to car.  Comedian Henry pretends to be asleep.  I have to say “Wake Up!”.  Repeat this 7 times.
  • 12:25 PM:  Go to bank.  Get sucker to shut Henry up.
  • 12:26 PM:  Sucker is long gone.  Henry does not shut up.
  • 12:30 PM:  Visit Travis at work.  Grab his butt in front of co-workers.
  • 12:45 PM:  Go to Walmart.  Highlight: FREE toothpaste with coupons.
  • 1:25 PM:  Go to Ingles (grocery store).  Highlight: CHEAP Cranberries!

  • 2:15 PM:  Home.  Nurse Clara.  Change Diaper.  Take Henry to potty.
  • 2:30 PM:  Put Henry down for nap.  Put Clara down for nap.
  • 2:45 PM:  BREATH!
  • 2:47 PM:  Fold laundry.  Put away laundry (worst chore ever, right?)

(did I really just take a picture of laundry?!? lame.)

  • 3:00 PM:  Eat lunch.  Forget to take picture of lunch.
  • 3:20 PM: Lay Henry back down. Threaten spankings if he doesn’t go to sleep.
  • 3:21 PM: Play another game of “Wake Up!” with Henry. Wonder to self if this is helping with his nap.
  • 3:25 PM: Upload pictures. Type up some of this post. Sext with Travis.
  • 3:45 PM: Threaten Henry again.
  • 4:00 PM: More coffee. Peruse HBO, find “Eat, Pray, Love”.  Remember why I didn’t like it, because it makes me want to eat.
  • 4:30 PM:  Darn you, Eat, Pray, Love!!  This x3.
  • 5:00 PM:  Clara wakes from nap.  Happy, of course.
  • 5:05 PM:  Henry, who never went to sleep, begins yelling for me to go get him.  Go get him.
  • 5:10 PM:  Nurse Clara.  Change diaper.  Take Henry to potty.
  • 5:20 PM:  Travis gets home.  Brings me mail.  Kiss him.
  • 5:45 PM:  Go to gym.  Do this lady’s workout.
  • 7:00 PM:  Return home.  Drink protein shake.  Take shower, sing into shampoo again.
  • 7:15 PM:  Heat up leftover Turkey Meatloaf.  Eat dinner.
  • 8:00 PM:  Give Henry bath.  Put Henry to bed.
  • 8:15 PM:  Nurse Clara.  Change diaper.  Put Clara to bed.
  • 8:30 PM:  BREATH!!
  • 8:31 PM:  Make out with Travis….
  • 9:15 PM:  Eat cereal (Cinnamon Honey Bunches of Oats and Reese Puffs).  Watch Arrested Development.  Remember why I love A.D. so much – Jason Bateman. swoon.
  • 9:45 PM:  Finish typing post.  Publish.  Bed.

All to be repeated again tomorrow…and this was a day we didn’t “do” anything.

Glamorous?  Hardly.  Mundane?  Sometimes.  Hilarious?  Always! 

And while it may get a little old nursing, changing diapers, and catering to Henry’s carrot fetish, I’m the one who gets all the hugs, smiles and kisses, not some daycare worker.  It’s my full-time job.  It’s what I do all day.

splendid…lindsay

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7 thoughts on “a day in the life

  1. Liked this look into your day, I always like to see other people’s schedules for some reason. 🙂 This IS your full time job, wow! I really resonated with you describing how you first felt like you had to defend what you do all day. I don’t even have kids, but I am unemployed and trying to figure out what to do about that, and I find myself defending cleaning and cooking and the things I all day to my fiance all the time (even though he doesn’t care that I stay home and supports me in everything).

    • I love seeing what other people do with their days as well! Guess that’s why food/healthy living blogs are all the rage! It is definitely the “norm” for a woman to go out into the world and pursue things other than family and home life. I guess that’s why we feel the need to defend ourselves when we are at home. That doesn’t make the “norm” right though.

  2. THat is just the saddest face EVER! Oh my goodness, what a sweetie. That canister set is glorious. I am a sucker for that sort of thing. Great way to keep the G and X separate! I always mess up. I spy my workout! haha.. thanks for not suing me. It was fun to read your day. I am exhausted.. I need a nap. Or maybe just brownies and Facebook.

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