Mondays are the only day we have off “work” (we watch another baby at our house 4 mornings a week), and today was pretty much my dream stay at home mom day.
Jane slept through the night (which she does… 70% of the time?) and didn’t wake up until after 7:00. We lay in bed and nurse and watch cartoons (well, I doze) until 8:30.
8:30 – 10:30, get ready to go to Nonni’s house. My mom works part time and sometimes when she’s off Mondays we go there so Jane can nap and I can go to yoga. So two hours for… breakfast and general getting ready, and it is just enough time for me to not feel rushed. I am very slow in the mornings.
11:00: At Nonni’s!
We hang out for awhile and I take off for my noon yoga class. Return about 1.5 hours later when I get the all clear text that Jane is sleeping.
Jane takes an almost 3 hour nap (very unusual) and I shower, help my mom rearrange some furniture and takes pics for sale on craigslist, make lunch, play on the internet, and watch HGTV. We don’t have cable and it’s my favorite cable indulgence when away from home. Except I’m peeved that it’s continuous episodes of “Love it or List it” and I dislike the show for the sole reason that they do not name the city the people are living in.
We’re getting ready to leave and my mom is being silly pretending to put Jane’s hat on her head and saying “my hat” and Jane flips out in a sudden toddler tantrum because it is HER HAT. She is so dramatic clinging to me and won’t even look at my mom because obviously she just wronged her in the worst way…
My mom and I cannot stop laughing at this display which only makes Jane cry harder. We finally pacify her with a snack bag full of sun chips for the ride home and then she’s cheerful the whole way.
We get home shortly before 6:00 and I reheat some food (quinoa, broccoli, tofurkey italian sausage) but Jane says “don’t eat Mama!” She lays a dish towel on the floor and says “I made a bed for you!” and pulls my hand until I come lay down. I grab the camera and then she puts another dish rag on top to tuck me in:
Daddy gets home, we play, Jane goes to bed at 8:00. We crack a Maibock:
Because May is only 8 days away, can’t you tell?
Now it’s 9:30 and I’m writing this post and Nathan is cooking black bean soup in his new pressure cooker (birthday gift from G-Non) and we will read a little (Memories, Dreams, Reflections by C. G. Jung for Nathan and Just Kids by Patti Smith for me) and hopefully get some good sleep.