So if you didn't already know, I work Monday, Tuesday & Wednesday in RTP so I get to stay home with Deuce on Thursdays & Fridays. I love these days and will be sad when I have to give them up. I'm taking a cue from Carrie to document my days with Deuce. This day was last Thursday. I wore no makeup (very normal for me) and I took very candid shots so laugh away... just don't tell me.
Deuce ends up in my bed lately somewhere between 3am (ugh!) and 8am. I am usually up for the day somewhere between that time.
Breakfast, mandatory Diet Coke and Dora/Curious George/Caillou
Do the dishes, start laundry and have a snack about 10. He eats all day. He always helps with the chores and always says "I help you mommy?" as if he needs to ask me if he can do chores?!
Start dinner before we head out. I've been trying to do a lot of crock potting lately. Not much fuss when I get home from work and I like the type of meal where I can just dump everything in and not have to worry about "occasionally stirring." And yes, that's an empty bottle of Moscato. The terrible two's will do that to you.
We almost always get out of the house a little before lunch time. We go to the mall, the park, the library or wherever. This day I chose to take him to his first movie ever. We went to see Finding Nemo 3D. He enjoyed the experience (thankfully we were the only people in the theatre) but he didn't want the glasses about 2 minutes into the movie.
Before we head home we usually stop to eat lunch. He almost always chooses McDonalds or Chick fil-a. Judge if you must. Doesn't bother me. He eats all of his food and then plays. At this point in my life, I am trying to wear his little butt out any way I can so he will get in a good nap. He fights nap time like crazy so I have better luck if he falls asleep in the car after lunch. Again, might not be the best parenting strategy long term, but right now it works. And with the terrible two's in full effect, I am doing what I need to in order to survive.
3pm-ish (whenever we get home)
Nap time. Bam. Fell asleep in the car and slept a good 2+ hours.
And guess what... I slept right along with him.
It's almost a given that I am only going to get 3 hours of uninterrupted sleep per night so I am not one of those moms that utilizes nap time to do chores or clean or craft.
Heck no. If you do, then that's amazing and I envy you.
This sista needs her sleep.
I am a grumpy b---- if I don't get it. Just ask my husband.
So if I can sneak in an hour nap, I'm on it like white on rice.
Daddy comes home around 6:30 while I am putting dinner on plates for everyone. Deuce is either playing or sometimes just waking up, depending on when I actually got him down.
Pre-Zumba. Love it. Obsessed.
Zumba done wore me out. Every time.
This awful picture doesn't even do justice to how sweaty I actually am.
Gross. Time to head back to the zoo.
Yes. That's my dinner. And yes, that's what time I eat. Every. Night.
(It's roast from the crock pot and it was durn good if I do say so.)
Bedtime for Deuce comes usually after I finish eating. If I put him to bed it takes a good 45 minutes for me to read him some books, get him settled in and asleep. Yes, he will freak out if I leave the room before he is asleep. If Ed is home to put him to sleep, it takes him all of 10 minutes. WTH?
Usually by this time, I am exhausted. All I want to do is curl up in the bed and go to sleep. Some nights that's exactly what I do. Other nights, I have to make time to be a wife too so I sit and watch tv with Ed. I am so far behind on my dvr'd shows because if I am watching tv it's usually PBS or the Disney Channel!!
I am back to being woken up anywhere between 3am and 8am to start this all over again.
But I wouldn't have it any other way.