I wanted to capture our life as it is now. In just a few months we’ll throw another kiddo into the mix, and I want to cherish these moments with my growing babies.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
5:45 AM: Mr. B wakes up for work and tells me Thomas is asleep outside our room in the hallway. He’s been waking up earlier and earlier and trying to climb into bed with us, and we’ve been taking him back to his room and hoping he falls back asleep (sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t). Apparently he decided outside our door was close enough to us without risking getting himself returned to his room. I get out of bed and scoop my baby boy up and bring him into bed to snuggle with me…hoping we’ll fall back asleep.
6:30 AM: Despite my best efforts, T has just been talking at me for the last 45 minutes, so we get out of bed and I make the bed.
6:35 AM: I check the monitor and my happy morning girl is quietly playing with her baby and penguin in her crib. T and I pad down the hall to get Nell out of her crib, then head downstairs for breakfast.
6:45 AM: We’re immediate morning eaters – my blood sugar tends to be low (especially when I’m pregnant) and if I’m not fed within 20 minutes of waking up, it’s not pretty. My kids seem to be following my suit. It’s a school morning, which means that even though the kids were up earlier than normal, we’re on a time crunch, so it’s just cereal and bananas and milk for breakfast today.
7:15 AM: I clean up the kitchen, load the dishwasher and run it and cut up an apple and cheese for Thomas’s snack at school and fill his water bottle. Then I check the meal I had planned for tonight – Cobb Salads – and decide that the colds B and I both have combined with a gloomier than predicted day do not make a salad night sound good. I switch it out for BLTs with Tomato Soup. While I’m cleaning and getting the day organized, the kids play together in the family room. Thomas has found our old Wii Guitar Hero guitars and is pretending he’s Pete the Cat, and then T and Nell both resort to playing peek-a-boo with each other.
7:45 AM: We head upstairs to get dressed for the day. It’s a school day, which normally means we need to be out the door by 8:15, but this morning T has a field trip that starts at 8:45, so we get an extra 10 minutes in our morning.
8:15 AM: We’re downstairs with time to spare, so we play for a few more minutes before we load into the car and head to the grocery store – for Thomas’s field trip.
8:25 AM: We’re out the door and my little backseat driver – with a crazy memory – is chatting non-stop. “Mama, why are you driving so slow?” “The lights are flashing, it’s a school zone, Mama.” “Mama, the speed limit is 35 now.” “Mama, why did you not turn on Main Street?”
8:40 AM: We get to the grocery store where the 3 year old preschool classes are meeting and check-in with his teacher. Thomas gets $4 to spend on non-perishable food items to donate to the local food bank. The 3 year old class does this every year to kick of the preschool’s Thanksgiving Food Drive. We head to the non-perishable foods aisle, talking about what kinds of foods families that don’t have much might like. Then I teach him that buying brand name products sometimes means you pay more for the same thing…a little budgeting 101 while also learning about giving, we’ll take it. He goes for generic Mac and Cheese, Ramen Noodles and Applesauce. We come in at $3.99.
9:15 AM: We’re in the car headed back to school for the kids to get back to their regular programming. Nell and I sign T in and then head back to the grocery store – just to the one closer to our house to get a few necessities we’re out of.
10:00 AM: We’re done with King Soopers and I really need to go to Costco, but I try not to pack T’s school days with errands just because it’s easier to run errands with only one kid. Nell gets so little one on one time with me, and that will only get smaller come March, and I committed to making T’s school mornings Nell play time, so I punt on the Costco run and we head home to play for an hour before we go pick T up.
10:10 AM: We’re home, the groceries are unloaded, and Nell and I settle on the floor of the playroom to do puzzles, shapes, read books, and play with ALL of the toys without anyone taking anything away from her. Then we head outside to ride her trike for a few minutes.
11:00 AM: I realize Nell never had a morning snack, so we head to the kitchen for some cut-up fruit and water, and then we get back in the car to go pick Thomas up.
11:30 AM: We sign T out of school, load back into the car and head home for lunch.
12:00 PM: My punting on Costco means we have no Almond Butter (their lunch fave) in the house, so the kids eat leftover mac and cheese, carrots, fruit and yogurt for lunch.
12:30 PM: We settle onto the couch to read our Thanksgiving books before heading upstairs for rest time.
12:45 PM: The kids are tucked in, and I head to my room to lay down for a few minutes. I wake up 30 minutes later to the sound of wind whipping around the house. Then head downstairs and clean up the toys that are all over the place before hunkering down with my book club book.
3:40 PM: I don’t even realize that two hours have passed since I started reading when B walks in from work. Both kids are still asleep, so I give B a quick kiss, tell him I’m almost done with Part One and then Nell wakes up. B goes upstairs to get her while I quickly get to a good stopping point.
4:00 PM: Nell and B are playing together in the family room, I’m emptying the dishwasher. Nell asks for a snack, so I head to the pantry to get her favorite – graham crackers. A few minutes later B pulls out what’s remaining of a chocolate pumpkin pie my mom made to try-out before Thanksgiving, and he and his mini-me take turns sharing bites. Sister loves her daddy-o.
4:15 PM: Thomas is awake and he is a bear. He’s hit or miss after his naps – if he wakes up suddenly from a noise or something, batten down the hatches. If he wakes up slowly, he just opens his door and comes downstairs ready to play. Today’s wind wakes him up, so we prepare for a good solid 20 minutes of misery. He finally cools his jets looking at a Fisher Price toy catalog that came in the mail, but then Nell’s mad that she can’t look at the catalog.
4:45 PM: Everyone is calm as long as they’re in my arms. Rare since Mr. B is usually the only one that will do. It’s also a school night for B, which means Early Bird special for us on dinner. T loves to help cook, so I pull a bar stool over for him to help me make the bacon, and Nell throws a fit that she’s not included, so we put her in her booster seat and pull her over, too.
5:00 PM: We all sit down to eat. It’s more important to me that we eat as a family than the time we eat, so we always eat at 5 on Tuesdays and Thursdays so we can have a family dinner before B leaves for class.
5:25 PM: B’s out the door, we get the typical 30 seconds of, “I don’t want you to go to school, daddy”, but it’s routine enough by now that all is calm quickly. I clean up the kitchen, reload the dishwasher, and turn on Raffi Pandora station while the kids run laps around the house.
5:45 PM: Time to kill an hour and 15 minutes before we start the bedtime routine. It’s not bath night which I can always count on to kill at least 30 minutes (we do baths every other night due to Colorado’s dry climate and T’s dry skin, unless it was a particularly messy day). It’s dark since daylight savings and ridiculously windy, so our typical long walk and park stop is out. We pull out puzzles and favorite books and work on writing “tricky” letters (letters that curve) on the magna doodle and easily spend the rest of the evening just playing together. It’s been a really good day – aside from T waking up from his nap in a mood, there have been no sibling fights, no real big fits. It’s been downright blissful.
7:00 PM: Our normal bedtime, but since T took a late nap, I’m pushing it back about 30 minutes, so we head upstairs to start getting ready for bed. This entails a good 10 minutes of Nell brushing her teeth (girl likes those 6 teeth to be clean), Thomas taking 5 minutes just to pick the 3 books he wants read, pajama-time, books, prayers and tuck-ins.
7:30 PM: I’m downstairs, but the kids are both still awake in their beds, so I clean up the toys (again) and sit down to start this post before heading downstairs to workout.
8:30 PM: I head to the basement to get on the Elliptical. I was running pretty consistently when I got pregnant, but pretty much stopped working out midway through my first trimester because it was causing me so much pain (word on the street is that 3 pregnancies in about 3 1/2 years = ligaments that are just loose and less supportive of things like running), but I’ve been feeling like a blimp, so I figure a short low level workout can’t do me much harm – I’m sore regardless of my activity level (please note, I’m definitely not complaining – I’m so so blessed by these babies of mine and healthy pregnancies, the least I can do is deal with some soreness for 40 weeks) so I might as well work out.
9:00 PM: I hear the door open upstairs, and not expecting B back for another 45 minutes (but knowing that he can’t stand his Tuesday night class) cautiously call upstairs “B?”. His class ended early, so I cut my workout short and head upstairs to hang out with him. Love surprise extra time with my husband!
9:45 PM: I quickly finish this post before heading upstairs to check on the kiddos and go to bed. We’ve been fighting colds and need as much sleep as we can get before 5:45 rolls around tomorrow morning. It was a great day, mostly spent at home. Tomorrow’s busy – painters are coming and we have a playdate scheduled, not to mention I’ll try to squeeze in that Costco run, so sleep is good.