One of my favorite parts about reading blogs is reading about the minutiae. It’s the same reason I like that “Stars: Just Like Us!” section in trashy magazines: there is comfort in the fact that we all share the ordinary.
So, it should be no surprise that I love a good “day in the life” post. Here’s mine.
4:57 AM: I hear Arden stirring on the monitor. She went to bed later than usual last night, so I’m glad she’s made it almost to 5:00. Lately it’s been more like 3:30 or 4:00. Ugh. I go in to nurse her and even though I try to keep myself awake by reading (The Book Thief) on my iPad, I fall asleep. I eventually wake up and head back to our room around 5:45.
6:13: I wake up when I hear Ella padding into our room. She comes right up to my face and tells me she wants to go downstairs because the sun is up (damn you, Frozen). I didn’t go to sleep till after midnight the night before, and I am not ready to get up. I give her the iPad and tell her she can watch something (our ultimate bribery package). I blearily find Netflix and she chooses a show. I go back to sleep.
7:18: I hear Preston arguing with Ella about hair brushing. I count to five, swing my feet over the side of the bed, and go into Ella’s room. She picks out clothes and reluctantly lets me brush her hair. Preston goes to walk the dogs before work. I pull on yoga pants and a long-sleeved t-shirt over my nursing tank.
7:33: I start getting us ready to go while Preston eats cereal. He packed Ella’s lunch last night (yes!!), so all I need to do is put it and her water bottle in her backpack. I also grab a pair of Crocs for her “indoor shoes” at school. Preston gets Arden up and changes her diaper while I set up the stroller, grab blankets in case the walk to school is chilly (it’s not), and refill my water bottle. It’s 7:52 as we leave our apartment, and students are headed to chapel, which means we’ll miss the crowds in the dining hall. Score. I get a hardboiled egg, coffee, and a nectarine, and Ella gets vanilla soy milk, grapes, a few potatoes, and sausage which she spits back onto the plate in front of the kitchen staff. She also refuses to say “thank you” to them when I ask her after we’re done. Charming. We have words about consequences on our way back out to the stroller.
8:20: Walk to Ella’s school, drop her off, and walk back home.
9:00: Nurse Arden and read more of The Book Thief.
9:40: Arden’s finally fallen asleep, so I turn her sound machine on and put her down for a nap in her crib (where I really want her to start napping regularly). I’m starting to get a headache, so I make some coffee before I start a quick yoga practice. I’ve gotten through two sun salutations before Arden starts crying. Sigh. I get her up, put her in the bouncer, start this list, add to the grocery list, and text Preston about when he wants to meet for lunch.
10:02: Arden watches me practice for half an hour before she gets to squawky. I pick her up and reheat my coffee. I put “The Good Wife” on while I fold laundry and unload the dishwasher.
11:15: Nurse Arden and read.
11:25: Arden’s not nursing well, so I decide to go take a shower. I plop her down on the rug by our sink while I take a quick shower.
11:48: Preston, who’s done teaching for the day, comes home so that we can go have lunch together at the dining hall. I nurse Arden quickly before putting her in the carrier to walk to lunch. She falls asleep immediately and I keep her in there throughout lunch. There are really good grilled vegetables, tomato risotto, roasted cauliflower, and a delicious polenta cake. I love that Preston and I can meet for lunch. It’s so nice to have a meal together without having to wrestle a toddler.
12:55 PM: We have walked home and Arden is still asleep in the carrier. I’m also still hungry. I have a cookie and then, still not satisfied, an apple with peanut butter.
1:00: Arden wakes up. I nurse her and finish the episode of “The Good Wife.”
1:35: Preston walks the dogs and takes Arden with him, which means I am untethered and have the whole house to myself. BLISS. I make some decaf coffee (which then, as always happens when I make decaf coffee, I forget to drink), drill holes in a trashcan that we’re putting outside so it won’t collect rainwater, pick up around the house, and put away some rogue laundry. Once Preston’s back we look through the choir schedule together (I’ve decided to join) and I find a form I need him to scan for me.
2:05: Preston goes back to work. I play with Arden on the couch before hanging pictures in the living room. I contemplate measuring and then decide to eyeball them. Good decision, as this is much easier and more time efficient.
2:40: I nurse Arden and Preston comes home with the mail. The rest of our cloth diapering materials have arrived. I’ll have to wash those.
3:00: I make some popcorn, but then forget to eat most of it because we leave to go get Ella shortly thereafter. We decide to drive because it looks like it might storm (it doesn’t).
3:24: We’re a little early to pick up Ella, so I nurse Arden in the entryway of her school. No one bats an eye.
3:30: Ella runs out and gives us all hugs. We drive to the hardware store, drop off Preston’s jackets at the cleaners, and pick up diet soda (I’ve been craving it lately even though I know it’s made of evil) at the local grocery store. I stay in the car and respond to work emails while Preston goes in to the cleaners with Ella. We then drive through the town so that I can scout out some running routes. Ella has a major meltdown when Preston takes her lollipop (from the cleaners) away when she refuses to hold my hand in the grocery store parking lot. Arden starts crying. In stereo crying really is no fun.
4:27: We’re back home. Preston hangs out with Arden (whom I try to feed, but she’s clearly just fussy–not hungry) while I play with Ella and Ness in the back. We’re training Ness on an electric fence, and it’s going very well so far. Callie is too scared of the system even to come outside. Sigh.
5:00: I put Arden in the carrier and we walk over to dinner at the dining hall. More grilled veggies and whitefish with a citrus sauce. I eat something with peanut butter frosting for dessert that is delicious while I’m eating it, but makes me feel sick afterward. Ella runs off her dessert sugar high with our neighbor, Elly, around campus. I walk back to our apartment and gather up the boxes of fall/winter clothes I assembled for Elly (who’s a year younger than Ella) the night before. I walk them over to our neighbors’ house. Ella and Elly decide to ride bikes.
6:15: I go inside to nurse Arden (who must be hungry because she’s drooling and eating her fist), but she falls asleep as soon as I take her out of the carrier (this has happened never before). I take the opportunity to sit back and catch up on Instagram, Facebook, and Feedly.
6:24: Ella comes inside for her bath. I take Arden upstairs, change her into pajamas, and start to nurse her. I read more of The Book Thief.
6:58: Preston drops Ella off with me in Arden’s room. He has to go to a concert for work, so I let Ella watch a PBS show on the iPad while I finish nursing Arden. This means I have to give up my book. Sigh. Technically my dorm duty starts at 7:15 on Thursdays, but since all students are supposed to be at a concert tonight, I have some leeway.
7:30: After I swaddle Arden and put her to bed, I let Ella finish the episode so I can pick up and put laundry away. After she finishes the episode she opens the messenger app on my iPad and when she sees my mother-in-law’s picture, she says, “I want to send Grandma lots of messages.” She types a bunch of jibberish, and we take a few photos and a video to send to Grandma. She then picks two books which we read. As soon as I turn off her light and sit in the chair by her door, she announces that she’s not sleepy. Within ten minutes, she’s out.
8:03: Preston texts me that he’s on his way home. I escape from Ella’s room, grab my water bottle and laptop, and head out to the dorm common room so that I can monitor study hall until 9:45. I talk to some students, update my calendar, map a few runs, and respond to emails. Preston comes out after walking the dogs (again! I was not a good dog walker today), and eventually goes back into our study, which opens to the dorm, to do some work.
9:45: Check-in. The whole dorm convenes in the common room and we talk until 10:05. I remind them about study hall rules, ask for some forms, and ask them what their theme is for Saturday’s dance. A day student mother has brought pineapple and grapes for a “feed” (late night snack). At 10:05 we end check-in. Preston and I shake hands with every student on the hall (a Groton tradition).
10:17: I’m back in our apartment. I put on pajamas, brush my teeth, forget to wash my face, and come sit in bed to write this post.
11:38: I’ve finished the post. Goodnight.
11:52: NOW I’m going to bed. I blame the internet.