8:40 am – 5:20pm : WORK. This basically entails me emailing back and forth with a bunch of people all day long, sitting on conference calls, and working in Excel documents. At least, that day it did. My lunch plans were rescheduled due to friend’s sick baby, so I enjoyed an apple with peanut butter at my desk because I was too lazy to go outside and walk down the street to Panera.
5:20 pm: Get in my car and drive home. This is my “transition” time. When I start pushing work thoughts out of my brain and start thinking about what to do for dinner, what errands I need to run, what shows are on TV, etc. There’s no telling what will cross my mind, but as long as it’s not entirely work-related, I’m able to walk through the door and focus completely on my family. I could probably dedicate an entire post to how I compartmentalize my life like that, but I won’t. Anyway, I call my mom during the drive home. Nothing important really, and within just a few minutes, there’s some static interference and she says I should just call her tomorrow since she’s out shopping.
6:00 pm: Arrive home. Put down my stuff and go looking for the baby. He’s in his jumperoo and the hubs is putting something away upstairs. I pick up the baby, ask about the hubby’s day, and remember that I have a $10 off coupon for Old Navy that I need to use by the 6th so I suggest we all head out. Hubs is now looking at something online so I have to repeat this a few times and ask if he wants to go, or if I should just go alone with the baby.
6:10 pm: Hubs finally agrees to go with me. I get the baby dressed, since he was only in a onesie, and grab a shirt for the hubs and toss it at him. Apparently this shirt is not suitable so he goes to get another one.
6:25 pm: Load up the car with the kiddo and diaper bag and off we go. Hubs decides we should drive out to a different Old Navy location that’s near a car dealership he wants to check out.
6:45 pm: Drive by the area where he thinks there’s an Old Navy. There isn’t one. Make our way over to the car dealership and it’s closed. Not open late on Tuesdays. Drive to the Old Navy closest to us – the one I was originally planning to go to.
7:05 pm: Arrive at the other mall and walk through Cabela’s. Hubs loves their candied nuts so we stop in the general store and get some candied pecans before walking to Old Navy.
7:15 pm – 7:40 pm: Try on jeans, find two pairs that I like and buy them. Spot a BPA free travel bowl with separate liquid container in the checkout area and decide I must have it for any time I want to take cereal with milk to work for breakfast. Pay less than $35 for everything and feel pretty good. Head home.
8:00 pm: Get home and fix the baby’s nighttime bottle. For some reason he eats at a snail’s pace and only takes 6 of his usual 8 ounces. The Michigan vs Ohio State Basketball game is on so the hubs is on edge. He fixes dinner (jambalaya) while pacing back and forth from the stove to the TV.
8:25 pm: Decide to give baby a bath. He just had a bath the night before, but the hubs said he was a messy eater today so he could probably use one. No hair washing though.
8:45 pm: Bath time is over. Lotion him up. He hates this part, so I sing Old MacDonald to him and he smiles. Put on his jammies, read both his bedtime books – Boy of Mine and Goodnight Moon – turn on his giraffe sound machine, his three night lights, and give him his puppy paci. One more pat on the tummy to say “Night night baby. Mommy loves you.”
9 pm: Lights out for baby.
9:02 pm: Dinner time. We watch the new episode of New Girl while we chow down. Then we check the score of the game before watching an episode of Raising Hope. After that, we turn the game back on to see they’ve gone into overtime. Watch the game while hanging onto the edge of our seats. Michigan wins by 2 points! Hooray!! Watch another episode of Raising Hope.
10:35 pm: I declare bedtime and head upstairs to do a little reading – Chelsea Handler’s My Horizontal Life. It’s super old, but someone at work left it in the breakroom, along with a bunch of other books that were free for the taking, so I nabbed it.
11:00 pm: Lights out for me. Hubs is in his office doing something. I’m out in a matter of minutes but I hear the hubs come in, probably around 11:15, and he knocks a remote on the floor which wakes the baby up so I tell the hubs he has to deal with it since he woke him up. I’m cranky when I’m tired. Apparently the baby is too.
2:00 am: Baby cries. This is unusual, so we think he’s teething. Takes the hubs about 5 minutes to get him back to sleep.
3:00 am: Baby cries. Again, unusual. Hubs changes him which just pisses him off. I go in and rock him back to sleep. It takes about 10 minutes total and I can tell he’s hurting. Definitely teething.
7:00 am: Alarm goes off. Start the day again.
Riveting, isn’t it?