Friday, Feb. 3rd
Aiden: 3 years, 4 mos.
Jane: Almost 6
Me: Almost 34 1/2
6:45: Wake up to Aiden singing in his crib. It is a miracle! This child is usually sooo cranky when he wakes up, the first thing I’ve been hearing in the morning for at least a year is whining and crying so this is amazing. Does it possibly have something to do with the fact that I completely weaned him last week? Strangely not sad at all about this huge milestone of my “baby” growing up. It was just time. I told him the milk was all gone and he accepted it.
7:00: Aiden runs right to the fridge and says “my eat my eat!” The first thing Jane says is “Can you give me a hint about what’s in my lunch?” It’s Friday, the only day I make her lunch for school, because they serve pizza and she’s decided she doesn’t like it. So she gets super excited when I pack her a lunch with a treat and a note =)
Aiden is nonstop energy and talking. He climbs on the stool and starts playing with cups “2 cups! 2 cups right here!” Jane asks him if he can count to 3 and he says “1, 3, 2, 3….”
And whenever he does something he feels accomplished about he says “Look! Dadadalaaaa!”
7:10: Time for a diaper change and getting out of jammies. It takes forever because he insists on picking out his own diaper and clothes and then changing his mind 5 times.
7:15: The little girl we watch a couple times a week arrives, she is Aiden’s age and super sweet and mellow. Get breakfast started for everyone.
7:30: First meltdown of the day (surprised it took this long!) Sister is standing on the stool and he does not like that…
7:35: Finally make some tea nearly an hour after waking up…
8:00: Breakfast is over and cleaned up, Jane’s lunch is made, I send the kids to watch a show so I can check my e-mail and maybe poop in peace.
8:05: Toddlers are not distracted by the show and running crazy all over the house.
8:15: I get out the tinker toys and Aiden asks me for help about 1000 times when the piece he puts in falls out “this not working!!”.
8:20: Decide for some reason I feel like there is extra time this morning so I should do my clay mask in an ongoing attempt to control my sensitive oily breakout prone skin. It only takes like 10 min. but I get around to doing it once every few months.
8:25: Write a thank you note to my aunt for some gifts she sent the kids while my mask is drying and tantrums are happening all over the house, mostly from Aiden, of course.
8:35: As soon as I HAVE to wipe off the mask because it’s drying and becoming uncomfortable, Jane goes in the bathroom to poop. One of the only times I wish we had 2 bathrooms… luckily she says it’s fine if I come in to wash my face!
8:40: Wipe gobs of snot from Aiden’s nose, a scene which will repeat dozens of times today.
8:50: Chat on FB and the phone with some friends about plans for today.
9:00: Get in the shower
9:20: Out of shower, dressed, toddlers are fighting over a hat, Jane is annoyed with them saying “give me my space, I need my space!” (ha, wonder who she heard that from….)
9:40: Suddenly rush is on to get out of the house, I’m in a hurry trying to get myself and our bag ready, more fighting from the kids, Aiden trips over something as he does every 5 minutes and says “owie owie owieeeeeee”. He is not hurt. I also realize I need to eat before we leave so shove some leftover dinner (rice, beans, roasted veggies) in my mouth.
9:55: My friend drops off her 4 yr. old who I’m also watching today.
10:03: Finally out the door, four kids in winter gear, a relief to be in the car except they are still fighting because Jane is in the middle in the back and Aiden is putting his mitten in her face.
10:13: Drop Jane off at school. She can take the bus, which she does some days and comes at 9:15 (long ride), so it’s kind of convenient I can choose to take her to the bus stop early or school later depending on our schedule.
10:20: Arrive at our local Rec Center where they have an “open gym” time for the kids. I settle in and talk to my mom friends, there are a lot of us here today. The kids are actually fairly well behaved and someone has brought in chocolate mint creamer for the coffee (as an alternative to the nasty powdered creamer the rec center provides), so it is a good day. Simple pleasures.
12:50: My neighbor stops over to drop something off. She works from home and has no kids, observes Aiden having yet another tantrum and getting a time out for taking a toy away from his friend, and says “how do you do this all day?” I say “I don’t know. I yell sometimes. And today is easier because I’m done at 5:00.” She says I am a good mom and that makes me feel better.
1:40: Toddlers are asleep after our nap time routine (setting up beds and reading books). I clean up the kitchen a little and literally lay down on the kitchen floor with a pillow to rest my mind and doze off for a few minutes because every other spot in the house is taken (4 yr. old is watching a show on the couch, Aiden asleep in the kids’ room, bonus toddler asleep in my room).
2:20: As usual I only lay down for like 15 minutes and feel refreshed. I make a lunch of spinach, chickpeas, avocado and sauerkraut. Check my messages online, organize some papers and my to do list.
3:10: Aiden wakes up and is a super crab as usual. Like literally nothing will make this kid happy, even if he says yes he wants something, he just keeps crying. Today I manage to console him by letting him eat raisins on my lap while watching tv for 5 minutes.
3:20: He jumps off my lap and races into the bedroom, and I know he is pooping (for the 4th time today). He peeks out the door and sees my knowing look and screams “NOOOOOO!”.
3:30: Make Aiden a PB sandwich.
3:35: Toddler #2 up.
3:45: Make my very first phone calls to D.C. to oppose the appointment of Steve Bannon. It feels empowering! My FB feed has been full of friends urging others to call, and today one mom brought paper printouts to the rec center with phone numbers and talking points, so that’s what finally motivated me.
4:00: Continued whining and fighting from the todddlers.
4:20: Get everyone ready and out the door to drop off my two non-biological children and pick up my other one!
5:00: Home. Aiden has his like 25th tantrum of the day because he left a book in the car and instead of me waiting out in the cold for him to climb back in and get it, I reached in and got it for him.
5:05: Nathan arrives, it’s his night to have the kids overnight.
5:15: Freedom! I putz around the house, clean a little, run a couple errands and get ready to go out with some friends. We end up at a VFW playing darts, fun night but I’m past ready for bed by 11:00, as usual these days!