A Day in the Life: Tuesday

I got to play supermom yesterday for a tiny bit. My daughter turned four recently and had her well check. What I didn't realize is that if you get your vaccines before your actual 4th birthday, public schools do not accept them as vaccinated. Her well check was three days before her actual birthday, so we had to go back after her birthday to get her shots.

I waited a week because we had other things going on the week after her birthday. So finally, on Tuesday morning, I dragged both kids with me so she could get her two shots. I got to the office and brought the kids in. My daughter can walk herself very well and I carried my son. They let us in rather promptly and she got her two shots. Then I carried both children out by myself and walked to the car, having to open four doors on my way out mind you. They were not all push doors either. 

So that is what made me supermom, a tiny little person of 5' 3" holding two tiny people who are more than half my height each and collectively weigh more than half of my body weight. I remember looking through baby pictures when I was younger, and there was one where my mother was holding my brother in one arm and me in the other. He was probably 2-3 and I was probably 1-2. But I'd always admired mothers who could hold two children at the same time and not collapse underneath the weight. And here I was making my way out of the pediatrician's office doing just that with a half-falling purse off my shoulder.

I wish someone could have captured a picture of it at some point.

My supermom. She made it look so easy. She also wasn’t 5’ 3”…

Most days seem pretty mundane to me, but perhaps for anyone who isn't a working mother who also stays home and manages tasks around the house, it would seem that I have a supernatural ability to squeeze out more hours in the day.

So what do I do all day? Let's take yesterday (Tuesday) as an example.

7:30 Wake up and roll around in bed uselessly.

8:00 Get up and get the first child who's awake.

8:20 Get the second child.

8:30 Both children eat breakfast/change clothes.

8:40 Start the laundry.

9:10 Leave for the pediatrician's office.

9:30 Arrive at the pediatrician's office. 

9:55 Leave the pediatrician's office.

10:30 Arrive home. It's only supposed to be a 15-20 minute drive but I took the way home with construction...oops.

10:45 Put the clothes into the dryer.

11:00 Start heating up lunch.

11:30 Eat lunch.

12:10 Finish lunch. Kids play independently-is.

12:40 Frantically search for the thing my son needs to sleep because it gets misplaced.

12:50 Found it. Put him to bed. Set up a show for my daughter.

13:00 Clean the kitchen from lunch/Fold the laundry.

13:25 Turn off the show for my daughter and finish folding the laundry.

13:30 Start making French toast because we ran out and I make big batches for the freezer. Continue listening to my audiobook.

13:55 Finish making French toast, put them into the freezer, continue listening to audiobook.

14:30 Decide that I have time today for once and do my hair a little more than normal (which is not doing it at all unless brushing it counts..)

14:45 Retrieve my first child who has woken up/quiet time over - let her play with shaving cream.

14:50 Sit down and type up this blog.

15:20 Clean up shaving cream

15:30-20:00 Teach almost nonstop with two short breaks in-between totaling 40 minutes, one for me to wolf my dinner down.

20:00-21:00 Put children to bed.

21:00 Eat second dinner because first dinner at 5:15 was too early and too small. 

21:45-22:45 Shower/unwind/"relax" if I ever get to. Continue typing this blog.

22:50-23:30 Listen to some more audiobook.

23:30 Go to sleep.

This is really what a typical day looks like for me. Looking at it all typed out like that makes me feel ultra productive. But in a day or two, the details of today are forgotten and get lumped as "done." Did I actually have time to sit and do nothing? Maybe for tiny moments here and there. Was it long enough for me to register in my brain that I was doing nothing? No. 

That's a DITL of me, a stay-at-home working mom of two.