The Stress is real!

Do you ever just look around your house and think “what the F%$# happened to my life?” I love my baby, I love my spouse, I love our unborn baby, but man OH MAN, did I ever have more control over my existence only three years ago. My life has always been formatted and I’ve always adhered to routines, but there was always “wiggle room”. There is no wiggle room in my life any longer.

Here is my weekday schedule.

M-F

6am- Feed the baby and put him down for another hour-or-two

6:40- Make coffee, pack it and lunch and sometimes breakfast for Alex to go to work + iron shirt if necessary

7:30 Kisses goodbye, and try and sneak in a half cup of coffee (its allowed!).

7:40 By now, little man is usually waking up or has already awoken, and I’m setting up baby gates, turning on lights and preparing play time (which lasts until nap time), and preparing breakfast.

11:00 Breakfast 2 for the wee one, who now brings me his snack cup for refills. He gets between 4 and 7 vegetables and/ or fruits and 2-3 grains, dairy, and who knows what else, so he keeps me on my toes for variety (and prep)

11:30 NAP TIME! Woot… but alas, I do not get a nap, because I need to start laundry and put away the laundry I washed and folded yesterday (yes, I’m ALWAYS behind with putting the laundry away.. what of it?), vaccuum, clean up the kitchen.

1:30- The baby is awake…. yet again! we’ll sit through him freaking out for 10-15 minutes while he adjusts to being awake, and then playtime will resume… for 3.5 more hours.

4:45- last minute hustle to clean up, so Alex doesn’t think I wasn’t doing anything (because everything I’ve already done in-so-far-as visible cleaning will be undone by this point. I also remember to start dinner (most night, but not all lol) around this time.

5:15- Alex is usually home, and lately (Since November), I’ve been working 6pm-10pm in a retail job, so I leave very shortly after he gets home.

6pm- Retail Job

10pm- Headed back home

10:25 Home Again!

11:30- Fall asleep and prepare my mind to relive this tomorrow.

At this point I’ve realized I’m 4 weeks late on mailing Christmas gifts, and box tops for education, and I have forgotten to pay my credit card for Amazon.

I also at this point realize how precious my family is that I don’t seem to mind doing this daily, even though it catches me off guard at times.