A Day In The Life

So I have seen this idea on lots of blogs lately and I thought it would be fun to try. Basically I documented my day from morning till night and took pictures along the way. I realize that most
of this will be extraordinarily boring to most people, but might be fun to look back on someday.
Here goes:

6:45 am: Wake up when Mike gets out of bed to get in the shower. Lay in bed for 20 minutes planning the menu for a Christmas party we are hosting in a few weeks (this is a task that has occupied my mind A LOT lately).

7:05 am: Get out of bed, put on slippers and take to dog out. Wander around the house plugging in various Christmas lights and opening curtains.

7:10am: Pack Mike's lunch (leftovers from last night's dinner, yogurt and 2 pops) and make his breakfast (egg, ham and cheese on a Bagel Thin).

7:30am: Kiss Mike goodbye and contemplate emptying the dishwasher.

7:31am: Sit at the kitchen table with the iPad and read blogs, a chapter of my book and catch the weather on the Today show.

8:05am: Molly is awake. Go up and get her. Change her diaper and bring her down for breakfast, stopping along the way so that she can admire the Christmas tree. Fix her breakfast (raspberry yogurt, peanut butter toast and milk).

8:10-8:40 am: Molly is in her high chair eating breakfast and watching Little Bear (which I secretly love, it is so much less annoying than Dora, Gabba or Kai-Lan). Empty diswasher and wipe down kitchen counter. Eat my breakfast (Instant apple-cinnamon oatmeal and a diet cherry 7up).

8:55 am: Upstairs to get ready for the day. I take a quick shower while Molly plays in her room. This works well on days when I don't have to wash and dry my hair. She likes to sit at the little dressing table in her room that belonged to Great Grandma Duck.

9:15 am: Stop getting ready for a few minutes while having an impromptu dance party to Madonna's Immaculate Collection. I believe it is never too early to start your children on the classics.

9:30 am: Make beds and head downstairs to get ready to leave for music class.

9:35am: Get coats and shoes on and get ready to head out the door before realizing that I forgot to do my shot this morning. Take off my coat and do my shot while the dog is obnoxiously whining in anticipation of knowing he typically gets a treat when coats and shoes come out. This increases my stress level as I am already worried about being late to music class. Molly, oblivious to any of this takes the opportunity to stop and play with her princess refrigerator magnets.

9:40 am: Make it to the car, buckle up, start the ignition and remember with curse words running through my head that I need gas and was planning on allowing extra time to stop before music class.

9:40-9:45 am: Debate the options of stopping for gas before music class and potentially being a few minutes late or risking it and potentially running out of gas on the way there/

9:55 am: Arrive at music class, yeah it's only about 5 minutes away and we were still the first ones there. I might have an irrational fear of being late.

10:00-10:35am: Music class. This is one of my favorite times of the week. We go to the Musikgarten classes at Windsor Presbyterian church. There are 4 other kids in her class and it is a 15 week session so she really gets a chance to know the other kids and the teacher. We alternate between singing, playing instruments, dancing and learning about different rhythms. Molly absolutely loves it and I love watching her. She always asks as we are walking to the car "Can we go again?"

10:55-11:50am: Back home. Playing puzzles, reading, princesses, attack of the Mean Polar Bear, and some tickling.

11:50am: Leave Molly in the family room in the middle of some sort of game she invented in which her princesses are swimming and then having check-ups at the doctor and go to make lunch. Molly gets tomotoes, cheese, peas, and red beans (most of her favorite foods). She is a picky eater which makes it difficult to introduce many new foods, but thankfully the foods she likes are pretty healthy. I get a vegetarian chicken sandwich and an apple.

12:00-12:30pm: Molly watches Caillou (I hate that show, but she loves it) while eating her lunch and I check my e-mail.

12:30-1:00pm: Play with the nativity set and try to work on teaching the meaning of Christmas. This is hard. Anyone have good ideas about this? A good book perhaps?

1:00pm: Head upstairs for nap. Read 2 books (Deep in the Jungle and Merry Christmas Big Hungry Bear, neither that great, both from the library). Sing 2 songs (I'm a Little Tea Pot and Jingle Bells). Remind Molly to stay in bed and go to sleep. Head back down stairs.

1:20pm: Fold a load of laundry while listening to Molly sing through the monitor.

1:45pm: Take clothes upstairs to put away, stick my head in Molly's room and remind her that this is sleeping time as she is currently standing up in bed making a puppet show with her socks on her hands.

1:50pm: Head back downstairs and make Chicken Bruschetta Casserole for dinner.

2:15pm: Clean up kitchen, clean up toys in family room and continue to listen to Molly NOT nap on the baby monitor. All of this is done while watching recorded episodes of the Gilmore Girls (I have every episode of this show at least 5 times and I don't think I will ever get tired of it). (Mike hates it). Start addressing Christmas cards.

3:00pm: Go up and rescue this naughty girl from her bed. She hasn't slept a wink, but is remarkably happy and pleased with herself.

3:05pm: Change clothes for work.

3:15pm: Fix a snack for Molly (apples and peanut butter).

3:30pm: Mike gets home, kiss them both goodbye and head to work.

7:20pm: Home from work. Get the worlds greatest hug from Molly (I love this time on Tuesdays because it is one of the only times I actually am apart from her so I get the excited to see me reaction). Change clothes and play for a while so that Mike can eat dinner.

7:40pm: Molly spends 20 minutes directing Mike and I in how to play with her stuffed animals.

8:00pm: Mike takes Molly to bed while I eat dinner. I enjoy listening to the story and songs through the monitor. Mike is much more animated than I am and sings much better songs (tonight it was Tiny Dancer).

8:20-9:30pm: Pick up the house, pack daycare bag for tomorrow (Wednesday's I work all day and Molly goes to an in home daycare), pack Mike and my lunch and sit to watch TV with Mike for a while.

9:30pm: Head upstairs and lay in bed for an hour talking to Mike, reading and watching TV.

10:30pm: Sleepy time!

This was fun to do. I realized a few things while doing this, mostly that I am incredibly blessed to spend my days the way that There is very little stress in my days with the exception of self-induced worrying about silly things. I'll have to redo this in a few months when the little guy is here to see how different it is!