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.
This week, Rabia from The Lieber’s is sharing her day with us as a working mom of 3! Her mornings are hectic, but it seems like she’s got it down! Take it away, Rabia!
My alarm goes off at 5:30. We have it set to music so we can lay in bed a little bit without having to jump up and get started right away. I have to be out of bed by 5:45, though, because that’s when the kids’ alarm goes off.
I turn the hallway light on and open their door. I try to be as nice as possible when I say good morning, but someone almost always grumbles at me. My middle son, Henry, usually jumps out of bed and gets dressed while my daughter, Frances, tries to ignore me and my four year old, Benjamin, pretends to be asleep.
I jump in the shower with hubby (don’t think any boom chicka wow wow thoughts, it’s too early for that!) And we try to wake up while we discuss our day.
I get out of the shower a little after 6 and poke and prod at my daughter to get out of bed. The second alarm has gone off for them, which means they should be eating breakfast. Henry is done with breakfast and lately he’s been trying to earn money to buy some toy, so he is racing to make lunches before his sister gets dressed, so she’ll have to pay him 50 cents. This has caused some morning fighting in my house, but I’m secretly kind of proud of him for being so entrepreneurial. Plus, my only response to her is “Get out of bed faster!”
By 6:30 the older two are pretty squared away and I am mostly dressed, so I go in to coax the four year old out of bed. I used to fight with him about getting himself dressed in the mornings, but he wore me down and I gave up. Now I dress him and he goes to eat. One of his siblings will help him get cereal or a waffle, so I can get my jewelry and shoes on.
At 6:45 the kids are finishing breakfast, and I quickly fry an egg and toast some bread to make my morning sandwich. The kids put their dishes in the sink (or dishwasher, if a miracle occurs and it’s been unloaded) and go get their shoes on.
We aim to walk out the door right before 7, but Benjamin always wants a second breakfast at that point, so we run a little late. He takes something he can eat at school and we get in the van. I drop Benjamin off at his daycare and then take Frances to middle school. My husband puts Henry on the bus every morning but Tuesday. Those days I drop him off at his after-care location to catch the bus.
I arrive at work at 7:30; thirty minutes before we officially open, but I enjoy the peace and quiet and usually some students start showing up to print papers before class. I work in a technology center/library available to the education students at a local college.
My student employees and co-workers show up at 8 and I move into my office. I have various office manager types of things to do during the day: schedules, payroll, budgets, etc. If there are no student workers, I watch the desk in case people need help or want to check out books.
I work 7:30 to 4:30 and I get an hour lunch break pretty much whenever I want. Some days I run errands on my lunch break, other days I go home and do chores. I live close enough to my job that I can get in a full 45 minutes at home.
At 4:30 I have two choices. I can either go home, make dinner, and do a quick chore before I pick up the kids or I can pick up the kids on my way home and then make dinner. It depends on the day of the week and what other plans we have. This past Wednesday, for example, I went home and got some chores done. I didn’t make dinner because I had a meeting to go to and I had packed dinners for the kids earlier in the day. My husband was working late, so I had to take the kids with me to the meeting. I also had to time things perfectly because Henry sees his big sister on Wednesdays and he didn’t get home until 5:30. As soon as he got home, we packed up the meals and jumped in the van. I left my daughter at her after-school program, so Henry dropped off her dinner and a book for her, while I picked up Benjamin from day care. Luckily the two programs are on the same campus even though they aren’t affiliated with each other. It makes my pickups a little easier!
I went to my 6:00 meeting and the boys ate dinner while I tried to pay attention. Then we left, picked up Frances and went home to get straight into bed. Their usual bedtime routine starts at 7 with the goal to have lights out by 7:30/7:45. I typically read a chapter to them and then we say our prayers and have lights out. I stay in their room until Benjamin is asleep because he’s the evening trouble maker. Once he’s out, I leave and try to get some house things done. The past few nights, though, I’ve fallen asleep on the couch as soon as I sat down to get work done (I’m doing some data entry for a local business owner if I can stay awake).
My husband gets home sometime between 9 and 10. If I’m not exhausted we might watch some TV together, otherwise I welcome him home and kiss him good night.
Rabia Lieber is the Co-Executive Director and Chief Van Operator in the Lieber household. She’s a full-time working mom of three (one girl and two boys) who blogs in her “spare” time” (whatever that is)! She’s been married to her husband for 12 years and together they are trying to teach their children to pretend they have manners in public, appreciate all things geek, and gracefully avoid meltdowns before bedtime and in the grocery store. Her writing has previously appeared in The Mother of All Meltdowns, a collaborative work about mothering’s best worst moments. She blogs about family life and other things that strike her fancy over at thelieberfamily.com