Have you ever wondered what happens during the day for someone else?
Wondered what it would be like to spend a day in their shoes?
Now is your chance!
Welcome to A Day In The Life, a new series that shows you what a day is like for someone else! To take a walk in their shoes, so to speak.
Take it away, LBP!
That’s what a day in the life of this stay-at-home mother is like – quiet busy mornings, loud busy afternoons, in between evenings, and smooshed nights!
My Quiet, Busy Mornings go like this:
Although I very much would like to lounge in bed many days, I don’t. I get up between 7-8a after Hun leaves for work. His kiss goodbye (and my alarm) are the signals that it’s time to at start thinking about rising. Usually Baby Boy has nursed while Hun is getting ready for work or as he’s leaving. If Baby Boy is nursing, obviously I stay in bed a bit longer, waiting until he’s settled into sleep again.
Once I’m up, it’s right to the kitchen to make some hot tea. Sometimes I also make a juice or grab a bit of dry cereal. While the water is heating, I open the office and turn on my computer. I also (especially on sunny days) go through and open the curtains in the living room and kitchen/dining room. The roman shade in the office seems to be perpetually up, but if it isn’t I raise it, too.
After I have my hot tea and maybe a snack/breakfast, it’s time to get to work. I spend the rest of the morning working on all things blog – sharing posts, scheduling social media posts, interacting/engaging on social media, writing posts, editing pictures for posts (sometimes taking a picture or two), creating other post related content, participating in linkups, checking email, looking into tasks that might help me financially sustain the blog, and sometimes reading a few other bloggers’ posts.
Usually within about an hour, Baby Boy wakes and wants his Momma. He climbs down off the bed (yes, crying for me) and comes to the office where I put him on my lap. Sometimes he wants milk and he gets it, other times he just wants to be close to me. He always goes back to sleep, where he’ll remain so long as I don’t get up too much or talk on the phone. It’s a little uncomfortable at times, but he doesn’t seem to mind. I sometimes also want to get up and get out of the office for a bit, so I carefully do that. But usually this getting up and out of the office really only results in my getting to the couch to read a book, research on the computer, or crochet.
Baby Boy usually wakes up around 11 or 12p. Now it’s time for lunch. And now the Loud, Busy Afternoon starts.
Baby Boy, once awake is engaged in any and every thing. He wants to turn and see what I’m doing. He starts grabbing at/for things. He wants to get down, but only for a moment to grab a toy or something. I tell him it’s time to get up and go in the kitchen for lunch. There’s a constant repeating of “lunch” and “eat” amongst the grabbing and touching. Meanwhile, I’m usually attempting to direct him away from grabbing and touching everything.
When we make it to the kitchen, first task is always to put away the dishes from the previous night. Baby Boy helps by putting the pots and pans away. He’ll also put the drying towels back in the drawer as well. This, of course, calls for repeatedly saying, “put the pot away”, “put it away”, “good job”, “here’s another one”, “put this one away”, “Hey, are you helping?”, “ok, Thanks! Good job!” until the task is complete. Also, Baby Boy will ‘remind’ me that it’s time for “lunch”.
Finally, I take a peek in the fridge and pull out something for lunch. Sometimes it’s as simple as leftovers, sometimes we have cheese roll-ups, sometimes it’s a conglomerate of whatever needs to be eaten. We also usually have greek yogurt or kefir with lunch and fruit. Thankfully, Baby Boy can eat on his own, though often quite messily, it’s usually contained to his body, the chair, and the floor around his chair. On a good day, there won’t be any food on the floor for lunch.
Next, it’s my busy time in the kitchen, if dinner isn’t already made or in the slow cooker. This kitchen tasking can be anything from making the very few condiments we use (bbq, worcestershire, peanut butter, tomato sauce, marinara sauce) to cutting vegetables to cooking soaked dry beans, to making a snack (usually roasted peanuts or something). More recently, I’ve started toying with making one dessert a week for after dinner.
While I’m doing all this, I’m directing Baby Boy off the kitchen table, not to climb on the drawers, not to grab knives out of the drawer, and often involves me saying “wait”, “mommy’s cooking”, “yes, food”, “no we just ate”, “more kefir”, “ok, peanuts it is”, etc. Baby Boy also will play with some of his toys, often bringing them into the kitchen. He seems to like knocking all the letters off the fridge, as well, resulting in my saying (and eventually yelling) “pick them up and put them back”, “stop throwing them” over and over.
Once I get whatever tasks in the kitchen done, we go relax. It’s usually between 2 and 3p. Sometimes we watch a movie, sometimes we watch an educational program on YouTube, sometimes we read, sometimes we play, sometimes Baby Boy plays and I try to crochet. There’s also the possibility of a nap, or at least the desire for a nap which may or may not be taken. Baby Boy really only likes to nap if I also nap or otherwise am right with him, which is why I can crochet or watch a movie. While Baby Boy is nursing and/or napping, I scroll through social media again, often reading some blogs, or otherwise engaging with others.
Quite often this period of the afternoon can get very very loud. Baby Boy will scream and kick and cry and whine about wanting to sleep or nap, yet he doesn’t lay down easily. Often it’s a struggle just to get him to be still enough for himself and might involve me holding him tightly in my arms. He really doesn’t like to miss anything, but he’s also quite skilled at asking for what he wants/needs, so it’s a battle of his own making. Nonetheless, we go about like this for at least an hour, sometimes he naps, sometimes he climbs on and off the couch repeatedly, sometimes he sits with me quietly resting, though not sleeping.
Now, if there’s anything left to do for dinner, it’s time to do that. Baby Boy may just now be deciding it’s time to actually sleep and if he does, dinner is either late or things get noisy about halfway through the preparations. I always feel bad when he’s finally napping and then wakes while I’m prepping/cooking because I can’t just sit back down with him, despite his pleading and crying and tugging. If anything, this is probably my most “bad mommy” feeling of the day.
And my In Between Evenings:
Hun comes home and we all greet one another. If Baby Boy has managed to fall back asleep, we try to be very quiet. Now it’s time for dinner. Eating is a breeze, usually Hun compliments the food. Baby Boy eats everything and then more and more. I do the dishes and clean the kitchen/dining room. By now, it’s around 6 or 7p. As a family we either do relaxing activities or work and play. As the evening dies down, we start relaxing and Baby Boy starts whining about sleep again. I try to whole be still routine, it goes about the same as it did just a few hours before. Finally he falls asleep, as the peril of my moving anywhere.
Eventually we all go to bed, between 11 and 1a, quite often much later than we should, but Hun and I are both night owls.
This is where I my Smooshed Nights are. Between my two best loves. Between a snoring toddler who chases me so he can have his arm/leg on me at all times, and Hun who I’m trying to hug or be held by. This is also one of the best times of the day, wherein all the love we have in our family is shared and felt with hugs, kisses, and repeating the words we all hold dear “I love you”.
I’m a Mom. I’m a Wife. I’m a Friend. I’m a Sister. I’m a Daughter. I’m an Aunt. I was a Professional Social Worker. I was a daily Advocate for others. I’m becoming a Crafter. I’m becoming a Photographer. I will always be all of these things and more.I love learning. I love Real Food and discovering new recipes. I love all of the roles I fulfill today. I love Hun and Baby Boy the most.I’m learning how to put all of these parts of me together and I’m making my journey public. I’m learning more about myself and discovering what parts fit where.