Day 115
It was a quiet day. I did some grocery shopping, alone. A nice change up, I spent time on the phone with my dad, something I don’t normally do and was grateful I did. I spent time with the fluff (Oliver) outside. Hubs and I cleaned up a little around the apartment. We spent time hanging out on the porch with the baby and Oliver, and then we made a buffalo chicken taco crock pot recipe for dinner which was divine!
Day 116
I got the bathtub cleaned and the baby got a bath! The rest of the laundry got washed, including our sheets. I continue to deliberately make time for Oliver and I to spend time together. I think part of his behavior changes and health concerns I have for him relate to not getting my attention like he used to. Really, I think he’s depressed, or just really sad.
Other than that, I made the meat sauce for dinner earlier in the day so all Steven had to do when he was ready to eat was make up the pasta, since I go to work at 5 pm. When I got home, I got the baby to bed, ate, did the chill out things, and called it a night.
Day 117
Today started out rough. I can’t remember why and it was literally just this morning. I know it was rough though because I didn’t end up eating breakfast until 1 pm. So, really, “breakfast”…lol.
I took Oliver outside and had Caleb in the carrier. He slept while Ollie explored.
I made a bomb-ass dinner tonight. Petite filet wrapped in bacon, country roasted potatoes, and creamed spinach. All while Caleb was screaming on and off to eat. I managed to juggle making dinner and feeding him, and getting his diaper changed all by myself. I’m not looking for kudos, it’s just what us moms do.
And so the night goes. Getting the baby ready for bed, laying down to nurse him to sleep, and finishing up whatever chores of the night or watching a movie.
It’s 90% Mundane, 10% Magical. 100% not easy.
Diapers, dishes, dinners, repeat.
Maybe this is why I don’t post everyday. Instead I’ll recount a few days at once.
Everyday is largely the same. Figure out dinner, dinner prep, cleanup. Feeding the baby, changing his diaper, getting him to nap. Meeting my cats needs as well.
Every single day, I feel myself pulled in what feels like 8,000 different directions. Make sure I work out, clean the litter boxes, feed the boys, and do all the things for everyone while trying to keep it all together. And it is NOT easy. I adore my son, my cats, and my husband, and honestly I really enjoy staying home most of the day on the days I work; all day on the days I don’t.
Day in and day out, doing the same things, it’s hard work and it gets boring. But it makes the magical moments that much better!
To all the moms out there who are either doing the mom thing completely on their own, or their partner is out, I see you. Somehow, we. are. superhuman.
Don’t forget to take care of yourself. I raise my hot cup of tea to you, and wish you a few moments of quiet just for you.
