Friday, April 17th, 2015
Me: 32.5, Nathan: Two days shy of 41, Jane: 4 plus 2 months, Aiden: 6.5 months
I woke up this morning and heard Aiden babbling and realized it’s been months since I’ve documented anything about either kid so decided today was the day, an impromptu Day In The Life:
7:15 a.m.: Wake up tired and mildly hung over. Last night I took my bike out for the first time (YAY spring!) to run some errands, one of which was delivering beer to a friend for a huge favor they did me earlier in the week. So I ended up staying out late and drinking, plus Aiden still wakes up several times per night.
7:30: In the bathroom, washing my face, and Jane is next to me, talking as usual, asking what we are doing today. I used to think people were crazy for deliberately waking up earlier than their kids, but now I understand. The talking is more than I can handle at this point in the day. She is so sweet and smart though. She loves to write down what we do each day on her calendar, which I got from the $1 store for x-mas. In the past few weeks she’s started sounding out words to write on her own and I am soooo impressed!
Right now I’m just trying to have a minute alone to wake up though, so I ask her to go read a book to Aide who’s still in his swing and she’s such a good helper/big sister she agrees.
7:45: Milo, the almost 2 year old we watch today, arrives. Jane starts singing a song like “I get to sit in the front todaaaaayayayyayayyyyy” complete with vibrato and a bunch of rhyming words, which she’s really into right now. (She gets to sit in front in a booster since Milo will be in her car seat in the back.)
7:50: “Mom, this baby smells like he has a poop!” And she was right. And it was very nearly a blowout poo! But Aiden in his typical happy way had sat in it for who knows how long without complaining a bit. I change him and nurse him.
So much to say about Aiden right now! He continues to be an amazing sweet (pretty) easy baby. His hair dries naturally into a mohawk. Big flaky pieces still come off his scalp (cradle cap?). He sat up unassisted for the first time this week. We hardly ever call him Aiden, mostly A. Dee or A. Dees, which I’m unsure how to spell as a name. I’ll just write AD for the remainder of this post. He likes to babble “deedee deedee”. I love him so much and am always squeezing his suddenly really fat thighs and kissing him and telling him he cannot grow up any more because he is my baby.
My little naked fatties, both about 6 months:
8:00: Get breakfast ready for the older two kids. Except Jane gets a lot of her own breakfast ready, she eats oatmeal almost every morning, with peanut butter, flax, fruit, and molasses. She gets out all the ingredients plus bowl and spoon and presses the buttons on the microwave by herself.
I make a grocery list for Costco (we are almost out of molasses) and start dry-frying some tofu for lunch.
Perfect fried tofu:
Jane says “Mom, you know what?” like 30 times. Sometimes she doesn’t even know what to say after, just wants my attention. But sometimes she says things like “I have four dollars in my purse, it’s like, so crazy!” in a voice I’d expect from a teenager.
8:30: Put AD down for a nap. I still just swaddle him and lay him on my bed:
Jane and Milo play a game that involves throwing a piece of paper back and forth. I love that she can have fun even with a 2 yr. old who doesn’t talk yet.
8:45: Finish the tofu, AD is still fussing so I go in to nurse him again. Jane shows me a “magic trick” with her Corduroy book where she basically tells me to look the other way while she hides it. I try my best to look interested.
9:00: AD finally is sleeping, I set up playdoh for the kids and get in the shower.
9:30: Go in the bedroom to get my clothes and AD wakes up. GAH why did I have to walk in RIGHT at the 45 minute mark? He’s started waking up (tired and cranky) at 45 minutes, just like Jane did at this age. Luckily, unlike her, he’s quick to get in a better mood and usually easy to get to sleep again if he needs another nap soon.
10:15 – 12:45: Go to a friend’s to play and have lunch. It’s gorgeous outside and she has a blow up bouncy house in her backyard, awesome:
1:00: Home, start naptimes. The two year old goes down no problem. I struggle with AD for like an hour and he finally sleeps at 2:30. Jane is super crabby by this time and wants me to lay on the living room floor with her, put her legs on me, nothing is right. She falls asleep and I try to sneak out and she loses it and I lay down again so frustrated, the vision of the title of the book Go The F*ck To Sleep burning in my brain.
3:00: Finally all the kids are sleeping. I make a salad, sit quietly, do some work on the computer.
4:00: Kids wake up one by one, we have snacks, change diapers, clean up, play, pack for Nonni’s because we’re leaving as soon as Milo gets picked up so Jane can sleep over. AD eats a TON of rice cereal, it’s only the third time I’ve offered it, first time he didn’t quite know what to do, but now he loves it. I clip and file my nails, they feel disgusting to me if I let them get too long.
Stop to take a selfie:
We go outside to play for awhile, but soon after I get everyone out, Jane has to come in to poop. High on my wish list for things to have in a house is a fenced backyard that I can see from my kitchen window so I can be inside and the kids can be safely out. Unfortunately we only have a front yard on a busy street with no fence.
6:15: Finally off to Nonni’s, but Aiden screams the entire 25 minute ride. Hang out with my mom and sis for about an hour.
8:00: Come home, exhausted at the end of this week, get Aiden to sleep, and start writing this post but only get through about 9 a.m. (finishing it nearly a week later!), and go to bed!