A Week in My Life is an experimental series I’m working on this week based loosely on the popular “A Day in the Life” photo diaries in which I plan to chronicle what I’m doing throughout the day, all week, with six kids in tow, flying solo while my husband’s away at school. I hope you’ll decide to drop in every-so-often during the day to see what I’m up to, and commiserate with me while I manhandle it all by myself!
Psst.. send coffee and chocolate – STAT!)
Saturday, May 1st 2010
6:27am – The downside to your youngest going to sleep early the night before? He wants to get up like you do every weekday. At 6:30am. For school. Only, you have a headache, a sore body, and desperately want additional rest. Crap!
6:40am – No fending off Booby McBooberson this morning. Boobs of Steel aren’t even getting him to stop being rambunctious. Deferring to food to see if that helps tame the beast.
6:53am – The ninja wrestling take-down to the crotch confirmed for me that he is not only indeed awake, but that I probably won’t be getting anymore rest. Arghhhhh!
7:05am – I resort to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while he eats a chocolate chip pancake and drinks some iced tea. But He isn’t calming down, and now my kindergartner’s awake.
7:29am – Mickey Mouse turned off, and I got a karate chop to the chest with a loud, brut-ish “MAMA!” to alert me that it’s time to turn it back on. Good grief, he’s so cute, but such a hunka-chunka-boy!
7:48am – Toddler’s awake. Mickey Mouse #2 is off. Wonder Pets is on. Toddler revolting, wanting tea and a granola bar. Resorting to making coffee to keep my tired ass awake.
8:01am – First coffee poured, but so tired, I’m barely going to enjoy it. I pop a couple ibuprofen and show Baby Dude the toys I organized in the “new” playroom last night. He’s enthralled. Crap. Why didn’t I think of this brilliant idea sooner?
8:19am – Baby Sis discovers the train table, too. This can’t end well.
8:22am – Kindergartner tells me he tried to wake his older brother up. Is he nuts? Ha! Declares “he wants somebody to play with, and not the babies.” Poor dude. His brother’ll be sleeping for at least another hour if not more.
8:39am – As expected, the war of the trains begins with the two littlest. She wants all the trains, Baby Dude wants them, too. Crying, screaming, and mommy intervention is needed.
8:40am – 9:20am – Writing, posting on Facebook & Twitter, talking to newly awaken kids, dreading grocery shopping at the commissary on payday.
9:29am – Decided that, if I’m going shopping, I sort-of, kind-of have to get the gigantic bookcase and CD rack out of my kitchen.
9:35am – Formulated that, if I’m going to move the bookcase back into this new office/toy room, I’d need to shampoo the stains off the carpet from where the armoire sat and was spilled on.
10:00am – After a thorough, gag-inducing cleaning of the shampooer, because of a certain mom-type person forgetting to clean it out after her last use {cough}, commencement of the shampooing of carpets downstairs has begun. (Stalling going shopping much?!)
11:30-ish am – Still shampooing. Going to kill hubby and other kid-type people for making stains on the carpet without spot cleaning them immediately. Really tough to clean. Also, had to reset the breaker twice on this half of the house. Is it any wonder we lost two computers to surges back in 2008?
12:11pm – Every room is shampooed except dining room. Will probably do that one after dinner, so it dries over night. Must seek out ibuprofen, or Tiger Balm. My back is KILLING me.
12:15pm – Organizing the shelving and toys, going through papers, creating baskets to place on shelves all while continually stalling on going shopping. Payday, caselot AND family fitness fun day at the commissary. What the hell were we thinking planning to go today??
12:15 – 2:15pm – Reading online, Facebook & Twitter, while responding to emails. And secretly watching Mickey Mouse with littles.
2:30pm – Off to play outside while it’s not raining and enjoy some fresh air. Been cooped up with this reorganization all week.
3:42pm – Holy crap, is it ever muggy out there. Dinner smells yummy in the crockpot. I really need to get out of this house, even if we aren’t doing full-on grocery shopping, to get a few things.
5:24pm – Alright, gotta bite the bullet and do it, I piddled around this house for long enough. I must go shopping. Hold me!
7ish-pm – I survived. I’m still unsure how, but I survived the commissary. On payday. During caselot sale. With all six kids. Whoa.
8:07pm – Dinner finally served, despite being in the crock pot, the fries needed to go in the oven. I decide to eat on the couch, because I have a bad stomach ache. Probably in knots over the commissary still.
8:07-11pm – Vegging on the couch and watching TV for the first time in days. Everytime I turn on the TV the past few days, I fall asleep five minutes in. It was nice to catch up with a few shows. Three youngest fell asleep on their own downstairs here, while the three oldest retreated to their rooms to watch their own TV and play games, etc. All’s quiet. I think I’ll finish up some writing and hit the sack, it’s been a full, stressful but semi-monuMENTAL day. (Ha, like that play on words, eh?)
11-11:38pm – Writing written. Emails and messages sent. Items sold via email through Bookoo. Sweet! Been a full, full day. My pillow will be a welcomed sight tonight. Maybe after one more show. That is, if I make it through another show….
Here’s the link recap from previous days:
Day 1 – Sunday
Day 2 – Monday
Day 3 – Tuesday
Day 4 – Wednesday
Day 5 – Thursday
Day 6 – Friday
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