7:30 - I wake up to my 10 yr old and my 4 yr old fighting about wether or not we should teach the bird to say "poopy butt". I had a feeling this would set the tone for the rest of the day. When you have done this for a few years you get a good feel on how days are going to go as soon as your eyes open to the new day. My instincts did not fail me.
10 am - I have now gotten everyone dressed, fed, started school and done 20 minutes on the treadmill. I have sat down to write an article (about stuffed pigs of all things, not the food- the toy), my mother has called to ask about shopping and I haven't gotten to shower yet. Actually, if you must know, I am still in yesterdays clothes. The neighbor knocks on my door to ask to use my phone. I let her, and her daughter runs in the house to play with the kids. She then has to retrive her kid and I am quickly glancing around hoping it isn't too much of a mess. On the way out she says, "I figured none of the other neighbors would be home but then I remembered you are always home." Nice. It wasn't till an hour later that I realized I have not brushed my hair, I stank to high heaven from being on the treadmill and not having showered and I was wearing my housewife get up. And here I was worried about the house.
12:30 - The baby finds a crumb from my Fiery Habenaro Doritos on the floor and eats it. At first I thought he was just mad at me. Then he started drooling and pawing at his tongue. Well maybe this will teach him not to eat stuff off the floor? I doubt it. He stopped crying after I nursed him. He went down for his first nap and I finally got to shower. As soon as the water hits my body my 7 yr old is outside my door, "Momma!" I realized where I went wrong. I announced I was going to go shower now. I should have said something like, "I am going to go find you more school work." I would have had HOURS to myself.
2:00 - The dh calls to chat and not 2 minutes into the conversation the baby knocks over my glass of water all over my desk. I try not to get too upset, I figure this is God's way of saying my desk needed to be cleaned. I soak it up and have a nice sparkling desk in a few minutes. Not five minutes later my 4 yr old asks me if he can have a banana peal to play with. I told him no, he can not put a banana peal on the floor. He said, "Just in the garage." Yes, because slipping out there wouldn't hurt at all. I looked at the timer on my phone. 12 minutes. The dh and I have talked for 12 minutes and I have already argued with my 4 yr old about banana peals and cleaned up a spilled cup of water from my desk. If ever there was a reason for date night, this would be it.
3:30 - I have nursed the baby for 20 minutes during his second nap, in our bedroom. I come down stairs to find my 6 yr old, my 4 yr old and my 3 yr old all with wet towels smacking each other with them. Someone has spilled Apple Juice on the floor of the kitchen and there are toys strewn everywhere. I sent the kids upstairs to change, but no one did. I guess they liked to be soaking wet.
5:00 - I greet the dh at the door then proceed to change a diaper. Minutes later the Dh and I walk into the kitchen at the same time, I find a top and spoon to the nutella and he finds the light switch covered in it. The door to the pantry is locked and my 3 yr old is no where to be seen. I get my camera ready for this.
I guess the spoon was just not fast enough for him. I will add this to my growing pile of "Things my son was covered in" photos.
6:00 - As I am writing this my I hear "Oh Ewan!" from the kitchen. Where apparently he dumped out a can of diced tomatoes we were going to use for dinner. Instead we got to clean it up from the counter, stool and floor. I think we will throw it out instead.
If you have ever read an account of a mother's day and thought it must be fictious, rest assured, Its not. I am beginning to think I should get this stuff on video. No one is ever gonna believe me. Although, bright spot, I have never laughed so much before!
So, what was your day like?