A Day in the Life

I’m sitting in the dark – save a lovely changing coloured nightlight – on the floor of my boys’ bedroom wishing them to go to sleep. Again. The soundtrack is, still, Rockabye Baby versions of The Cure. Mr 4 is out like a light, Mr 1 still fighting sleep, as normal.

It gives me a few minutes pause in my day so I don’t mind sitting here.

When people ask me how life is I say, “good”. Which is true. I’ve banned myself from saying, “busy”. That’s true too. Crazy busy actually. The roundabout of work and family life is full on. I know my days won’t always be like this and I wanted to document it so I can look back one day and smile.

So, a day in the life of me…

5.30 alarm goes off, shower and get ready for work, scrub bathroom in the process.
5.50 start making lunches for Mr and me
5.53 realise I spilled toothpaste on my dress and change my clothes
6.05 get Mr 1 his breakfast
6.07 field request number 100 from Mr 4 to read a book. Position the boys on chairs next to each other so Mr 4 can “read” to Mr 1 (about ships in this case)
6.15 inhale coffee made by Mr – he’s a gorgeous soul and never fails to present me with caffeine
6.20 finalise lunches for Mr and me, give Mr 1 more muesli and a banana
6.23 negotiate with Mr 4 about what are acceptable toppings for his toast and give in slightly by allowing Nutella and banana, make said toast and a piece of plain toast for Mr 1. Continue to field a million questions on transportation that I have no clue how to answer.
6.40 make myself a bowl of muesli as boys still munch and chat
6.50 dress Mr 1 and change icky nappy
7.05 pack my bag
7.08 ask Mr 4 to get dressed for the 7th time in 10 minutes. Stop what I’m doing to cheerlead him getting dressed. Kid needs an audience at every turn.
7.15 put on a load of washing
7.18 hang out the load of washing done the night before
7.30 put shoes on and ooh and aah over the, “redecorating” Mr 4 has done in their room
7.35 kiss all my boys goodbye and head to train
7.40 alight train, read trashy book for entire journey
8.15 arrive in city and walk to work peering at the line at coffee shop which is too long for me to wait
8.25 arrive at my office and login, checking emails and responding to various things
9.05 set up for class
9.15 start teaching
11.45 finish class, help colleague with packing up after her class
12.10 return to desk, more emails, eat lunch, more emails
13.00 start lesson preparation for tomorrow
13.45 have very funny twitter chat with two of my favourite people
13.50 go for a walk to get coffee, have lovely chat with friendly barista
14.00 return to desk, more lesson preparation and emailing
15.15 staff meeting
17.15 head for train station. Meet Mr briefly to say hi.
17.35 train departs, continue to read trashy book and email my bestie
18.10 arrive home, collect mail, open mail and pretend the bills aren’t there!
18.15 prep soup with pumpkin baked yesterday
18.30 prep sauce for creamy chicken & vegetable pasta bake for tomorrow night’s dinner
18.50 boys arrive home. Change Mr 1 who has leaked through his nappy, give him a good clean and ask Mr 4 to choose one book.
19.00 tuck boys in and sit.
19.10 pick up Mr 1 who won’t stop crying. Cuddle him and reassure. Attempt this post in between repeating that process. Text Mr instructions about further dinner requirements and roasting our vegetables for lunch tomorrow
19.20 Mr 4 asleep
19.30 Mr 1 still NOT asleep
19.33 pick up Mr 1 and cuddle him again. Tuck him back in with Little Ted. Wait for his breathing to deepen.
19.40 Mr 1 asleep
19.43 publish post

20.38 come back to post to update…

19.45 finish making lasagne for tomorrow – it’s become lasagne now not pasta bake, make labne for lunches tomorrow, tidy kitchen and do dishes
20.10 sit down to eat and chat to Mr
20.30 dishes and pack away roasted vegetables for salad tomorrow.
20.35 instruct Mr on baking time for lasagne and prepare for bed

It’ll be bed time and more trashy book reading for me shortly!

How do your days look?

6 thoughts on “A Day in the Life

    1. catbeloverly Post author

      I’m no Supermum Rachel, trust me! I am working 4 days a week this term which is a little more than I’d like. It does mean I’m more organised though. X

  1. Pip (bub sweat and tears)

    Phew. Now I too would be writing this down as you can produce this list in more relaxed years when your older boys give you birthday presents and thank you for being a good mum – and show them this and say – no, I was a GREAT BLOODY MUM!


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