Good morning!
You guys seemed to enjoy my last A New Day In The Life post, so I decided to do another one. Here is a recap of yesterday! Quick reminder: All times are approximate and, of course, this is just one of many days.
3:09 AM: Wake up. Pump a bottle. Eat granola. Chug water. Play Instagram.
3:25 AM: Go back to bed.
5:05 AM: Hear Q starting to fuss. Wake up. Feed him.
5:35 AM: Burp/bounce/walk around the house with Q. Make breakfast with one hand.
5:45 AM: Put Q in his lounger in the living room. Eat breakfast. Watch Full House.
6:00 AM: Play with Q. Get so many smiles from him! He’s always so happy in the morning. Change 3 dirty diapers. #poopingmachine
6:45 AM: Q falls asleep. I work on my Health post for the week.
7:15 AM: Mal wakes up. I take Murphy for a walk.
7:35 AM: I get dressed for CrossFit.
7:45 AM: Q wakes up. Feed him. Burp him. Play.
8:35 AM: Drive to CrossFit. Stop and deposit some checks on the way.
9:00 AM: CrossFit
10:15 AM: Swing by the post office to mail a package.
10:30 AM: Arrive home. Feed Q. Burp him. Play.
11:35 AM: Shove some crackers in my mouth.
11:40 AM: Mal takes over baby duty. I run 2 miles.
12:00 PM: Return home. Take a shower.
12:10 PM: Make lunch for Mal and me. Brew coffee for iced coffee. Wash bottles. Eat some grapes. Feed Murphy some cheese. Clean up the kitchen.
12:30 PM: Eat lunch.
12:45 PM: Attempt to put Q in the Ergo. He’s not happy about it and freaks out. (He usually loves it and falls right to asleep, but not yesterday!) I try to calm him down.
[See, Q usually loves the Ergo!]
12:55 PM: Q is still crying so Mal offers to “Dad whisper” him.
[Murphy doesn’t like it when Q cries.]
1:00 PM: Q is snoozing on Mal’s shoulder, so I bring in the trashcans from outside and then vacuum the house and living room couch. (Q sleeps through all the noise.)
1:45 PM: Watch Big Brother with Mal while catching up on emails. Eat some more grapes.
2:30 PM: Feed Q. Burp him. Change him. He’s on and off fussy, so I try to calm him down.
3:45 PM: Q eventually calms down and snoozes in his lounger, so I start working on this blog post and make a snack (Creamy Spicy Pepper Jack from The Laughing Cow on a rice cake with a slice of tomato and freshly ground pepper).
4:15 PM: Mal leaves for CrossFit.
4:30 PM: Make another snack (dark chocolate chips + almonds and a small glass of iced coffee with almond milk).
4:45 PM: Q wakes up. He’s hungry, so I feed him. Burp him. He spits up all over me and himself, so I change his onesie. I lay him down on his changing table and when I pick him up, he freaks out. I assume laying him down gave him gas and/or an upset stomach because he cries and cries and cries for the next 30 minutes or so. It was awful. I felt so bad for the little guy.
5:55 PM: Q finally falls asleep on my shoulder. I pour myself a glass of wine.
6:00 PM: Mal gets home from CrossFit. I ask him for a hug. (I hate seeing Q so upset. It breaks my heart, and I feel like such a failure as a mother, so I needed some love and reassurance in a major way.)
6:05 PM: I decide that I want these for dinner and make a batch. I figure wine and chocolate will make me feel better.
6:40 PM: Eat brownies for dinner.
7:00 PM: Q is hungry. Mal offers to feed him a bottle, so I get ready for bed.
7:15 PM: Go to bed.
11:15 PM: Wake up. Pump a bottle. Eat granola. Chug water.
12:05 AM: Finish this post. Go back to bed.
The end.
