A Day In The Life
I have been meaning to do one of these Day in the Life posts for a while now, more for my own benefit than because I think any readers will find it interesting. It’s a wonderful way to remember how life is right at this very moment, so I owe thanks to Kayla (Baby Hazel Grey) for suggesting a mass Mumblr D-i-t-L-athon.
I wish I would have done this sort of post when Eleanor was a newborn, and then again a year ago so that I could better remember what daily life was like with a three month old, but at least now I will always remember what life is like with a 15 month old toddler. And let me tell you, it isn’t very glamorous. In fact, it is so unglamorous that I almost scrapped the entire project. We didn’t do anything special or interesting. I didn’t dress nicely. I didn’t even brush my hair until after 2pm. On top of that, Eleanor had a very toddlery sort of toddler day with more tantrums than I could count. She wanted me to carry her all day long, and if I tried to put her down she would hang on to me like a little monkey and cry hysterically. No one would be envious of this ordinary, boring, frustrating day. But I suppose that’s all the more reason to document it. This is it, this is my life. This is really it.
Monday, September 17th, 2012
8:00 - Wake up
It all started out so nicely. We slept in an hour later than usual, stretched, nursed, and cuddled. Eleanor said “Morning!” and was all smiles.
Then a trip to the bathroom. We are getting E familiar with the concept. No luck this morning though.
Off to the living room where Eleanor found her favorite toys.
She played for a few minutes and then we settled down on the couch for some nursing and cuddles.
8:30 - First Tantrum
All of this just over a diaper change. She really didn’t want a diaper change.
9:00 - Breakfast
We ate cheerios with bananas and strawberries, toast, and orange juice for Mama. I don’t drink coffee, but I look forward to a big, cold glass of OJ in the morning the way most people look forward to their first cup of joe.
9:30 - Tantrum #2
She didn’t want to get dressed. Of course getting dressed also involved another traumatic diaper change.
What should have taken two minutes ended up taking fifteen, but I finally managed to get some clothes on her.
10:00 - Chores
We put on the Raffi Pandora station and started cleaning.
We vacuumed, dusted, and washed a load of diapers. Not pictured is the tantrum she threw while I was vacuuming. Then we sat down and read a few (dozen) books.
11:30 - Lunch
Eleanor played with the magnetic letters on the fridge while I made lunch. We had turkey (a sandwich for me), cheese, tomatoes, and an apple.
12:00 - Naptime
Naptime, sweet naptime. We laid down in bed together, nursed, read Guess How Much I Love You, and sang a lullaby. She was out in five minutes and slept for two and a half hours straight. Usually she sleeps for one hour, then needs to nurse again for a bit before going back to sleep for another hour or so, but she gave me a special treat, an uninterrupted two hour break from mommy duties. She owed it to me after all of the that fussing. I caught up on Tumblr, browsed Slate, and went through my Google Reader.
3:00 - Walk & Park
After she woke up from her nap we hung up the diapers to dry and got ready to go out on a walk and to the park. This was the first time I looked in the mirror all day. I really needed a shower, but I knew I couldn’t get away with taking one that morning since Eleanor was so unhappy. My hair was pretty gross, so I threw it up in a ponytail and brushed my bangs back. I put on a little bit of makeup, just enough to cover the worst of my pimples so that people don’t think I’m a teen mom. If I had better skin, I would have probably skipped the makeup altogether. Remember, I said this was unglamorous.
Eleanor helped with my makeup.
I put on her brand new Keds.
We’re ready to go!
Mom’s Eye View, chillin in the stroller.
Since Eleanor was having such a cranky day I decided we should be out of the house for a long as possible. We walked around the lake and went to a park on its far side. I love living next to the lake; we walk around it at least twice a week. Eleanor was happy for the first quarter of the way, but then fussed until we got to the park and fussed all the way home from the park, so it didn’t end up being the great distraction I had hoped it would be. She had a wonderful time at the playground though.
5:00 - Home Again
We stayed a the park for a long time, and finally headed home to deal with the most difficult part of our day, the late afternoon. The last hour or so before Andrew gets home is always a challenge because Eleanor is starting to get really tired and hungry.
We nursed and snacked.
We read books.
Eleanor threw a tantrum because I had to put her down to go to the bathroom. I know it sounds cruel, but I just couldn’t manage to unbutton and pull down my jeans while holding a 23 pound toddler on my hip, so I had to literally pry her fingers off of me as I sat her down on the bathroom floor, where she proceeded to lay down and sob. The crying continued until I decided to let her watch a few minutes of Sesame Street.
6:30 - Dinner
I started prepping dinner. Burritos were on the menu. I gave Eleanor some kitchen utensils to play with while I made guacamole. That only kept her happy for a few minutes, and I couldn’t hold her and chop shallots at the same time, so she once again cried on the floor. I ruined dinner by putting a spoiled tomato into the guacamole. I couldn’t remember how old it was, and it felt a little squishy, but I tasted it and I swore it was fine. Andrew was really upset with me over the guac because he had been looking forward to it all day. The last thing I needed was two people being cranky with me. I was ready for this day to be done. I wanted to crawl into a quiet hole and just be alone for the rest of the night. Of course that didn’t happen. Andrew went to take a shower (lucky bastard) and I put Eleanor on my back in the Ergo to finish dinner.
7:30 - Bedtime
She was so tired that I put her straight to bed after dinner, and so cranky that I didn’t manage to take any more pictures. We read Goodnight Moon, nursed, sang, and she fell asleep. Andrew and I finished off the evening by watching Parenthood on Netflix. I ate ice cream and a cookie because I find sweets to be cathartic.
There you have it. A day in my life.