Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Highlights of my day today

4:00 a.m.: Wake up to awful, THUNDERING, wall-shaking snoring, and find Hannah in my bed. Wonder how something so small could make such a big noise.

4:01 a.m.: Take Hannah back to bed. Stumble, and step on large Darth Vader head and hear "Psh hsh...Luke...I am your father." Go back to bed swearing under my breath.

5:30 a.m.: Have the entire house woken up by Chase's loud, persistent, and annoying cough.

6:30 a.m.: Be told by Hannah that I am "berry, berry mean" because I got mad at her last night when she wouldn't stay in her bed.

7:00 a.m.: Be reminded by McKay that he has STAR testing this week and needs a "BIG" breakfast (i.e., something other than Eggo waffles, our standby).

7:45 a.m.: Finish cleaning up BIG breakfast and begin sorting laundry.

7:47 a.m.: Argue with Hannah for 20 minutes for refusing to let her wear a turtleneck and long pants (after all, it was 95 degrees today).

8:07 a.m.: Take McKay to school (as Chase's loud, persistent, and annoying cough is going to keep him home "sick," which is really just code for "don't want to go to school today and am going to use this little cough to get out of it").

8:10 a.m.: Have a vigorous run on the treadmill to try and burn some steam.

10:00 a.m.: Drop Hannah off at preschool.

10:01 a.m.: Drag "sick" Chase with me on errands. Be looked at crossly in every store because of his loud, persistent, and annoying cough.

11:45 a.m.: Pick up Hannah.

12:00 p.m.: Lunch and "Nap rest time" (a.k.a., LEAVE MOM ALONE TIME)

2:00 p.m.: Find Hannah standing on counters poised to pour cupcake sprinkles into her hand. Tell her to please put them back.

2:01 p.m.: Have Hannah give the evil eye, turn, and watch helplessly as she dumps entire contents of cupcake sprinkles into her hands (and thus onto the floor).

2:02 p.m.: Put Hannah in time out (where she reminds me again just how "berry, berry mean I am.") Be impervious to her criticism. Hold the swear words in this time.

2:03 p.m.: Sweep and mop entire kitchen floor. Worry that sprinkles have found their way under the fridge and are currently drawing armies of ants. Spray 409 under fridge in an attempt to make any sprinkles less appetizing to potential ant armies.

2:38 p.m.: Pick McKay up from school. Have Chase roll down his window and announce to all the children and parents passing by just how "sick" he was today.

2:40 p.m.: Try not to poke eyeballs out with car keys.

5:00 p.m.: Suffer through until dinner, baths, and story time.

5:45 p.m.: Put the children in bed (I know, I know, but tough. I'm all alone and I've had it. The boys read until 7:30 or so, and Hannah immediately falls asleep.)

5:47 p.m.: Validate yourself for putting Hannah down early, as clearly she was wiped.

6:00 p.m.: Remember the 20 loads of laundry waiting to be folded.

6:01 p.m.: Ignore laundry and take a bubble bath.


girlymama said...

Holy moly, girl. You earned that bubble bath. Good call.

Holly said...

I like the way you think girl! Hang in there as you juggle everything and everyone.

Nimmy said...

You're doing great, Stie! Keep it up.

Amanda said...

Sounds like a long day... I am all about putting the kids in bed when I am at my wits end. 5:30 isn't to early! Way to go on taking a bubble bath and ignoring the laundry. It will keep. Time alone for a bath wont. =)

Annie said...

Here's your mantra: just keep swimming...just keep swimming... (a la Dorie @ Finding Nemo) I get so much of my wisdom from kids' movies :).

Marty: said...

There should be a reality show on TV featuring moms and kids. It could be called Survivor: The Reality. And moms could kick their kids off the island. The moms would probably all die of snake bites eventually, but at least their last moments would be peaceful.

Bridget said...

oh dear. The snoring, coughing wake up calls are so not a good start to a day. I sympathize. Good luck single mama.