MORNING:
-Jump out of bed
-Dress
-Brush teeth
-Wash face
-Make coffee
-Make daughter’s breakfast
-Wake baby
-Change diaper
-Feed bottle
-Make lunch
-Feed baby breakfast
-Pack daughter's back pack
-Make bed
-Wash dishes and bottles
-Clean kitchen
-Load kids into car
-Drive to school
-Drop off daughter
-Shop for groceries
-Drive home
-Put baby to nap (pray he sleeps for at least 2 hours so I can):
- Unload groceries
- Sweep floors
- Eat breakfast
- Design graphic stuff
- Wash laundry
- Fold laundry
- Put laundry away
- Return phone calls
LUNCHTIME:
-Wake baby from nap
-Change diaper
-Feed baby bottle
-Play with baby
-Feed baby lunch
-Put baby to nap (pray he sleeps for at least 1 hour so I can):
- Eat lunch
- Design more graphic stuff
- Return phone calls
AFTERNOON:
-Wake baby from nap
-Change diaper
-Load baby in car
-Drive to school for daughter’s pick up
-Buy treat after school
-Take kids to library or park
-Drive home
-Play with kids until husband gets home
-Run or go to the gym
EVENING:
-Make dinner
-Eat dinner
-Help daughter with homework
-Give baths
-Put baby to bed
-Watch a show with husband & daughter
-Put daughter to bed
-Shower-Design more graphic stuff
-Spend time with husband
-Write
-Crash
Repeat.
3 comments:
Love the picture. Love the play by play. Mine is not quite so organized...I've got kids running in three directions, but I think I'll write my day down one of these days, ha ha
Wow, I'd forgotten what life with babies was really like. But there are so many blessings that truly out-weight the balancing act. I realize it's not easy to see beyond the stress & bundles of diapers but pouring your life into the life of your family is the greatest GIFT our Father has ever given.
Monique, I rec'd this chain letter a while back. I still think about it because I swear this is my life. Here it is:
BEING A MOM
Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, “I’m tired,
and it’s getting late. I think I’ll go to bed.”
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day’s
lunches, rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the
freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal
box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on
the table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next
morning.
She then put some wet clothes into the dryer, put a load of
clothes into the wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose
button. She picked up the newspapers strewn on the floor,
picked up the game pieces left on the table and put the
telephone book back into the drawer. She watered the
plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry. She
yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. She
stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted
out some cash for the field trip, and pulled a textbook out from
hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend,
addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note
for the grocery store. She put both near her purse. Mom then
creamed her face, put on moisturizer, brushed and flossed her
teeth and trimmed her nails.
Hubby called, “I thought you were going to bed.” “I’m on my
way,” she said. She put some water into the dog’s dish and put
the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked. She
looked in on each of the kids and turned out a bedside lamp,
hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in the hamper, and had
a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework. In
her own room, she set the alarm, laid out clothing for the next
day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to
her list of things to do for tomorrow. About that time, the
hubby turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular
“I’m going to bed,” and he did. –Woman’s Work—
~~~ author unknown ~~~
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