… of a SAHM. (Or, as my husband likes to call it: “Sitting around doing nothing all day.”)
You may wonder what exactly a SAHM (stay at home mom) does all day. Well, here’s a glimpse. Obviously, this is just one day… and just my day. Every day and every mom is different.
H = Haakon, 3 months old. B = Bjørn, almost 2 years old. N = Navy, 9 years old.
6:30am – woke up. nursed H. woke up again. nursed H again. made coffee. made the bed. diapered/dressed B after his shower. showered and dressed myself. gathered up dirty laundry. diapered H. started laundry. fed B and myself breakfast. (while moving H from place to place every few minutes to keep him from getting bored/crying.) read 2 pages in a magazine. drank coffee. cleaned-up B after breakfast. searched for missing blankie. nursed H (while rationing out B cheez-its and looking at a picture book with him). cried a bit. prayed for a friend. prayed for myself. drank more coffee. started more laundry. yelled at B to not smother H with a blanket. diapered B. videod B + H playing. rescued H from B. clothed B again. diapered H. cut fingernails (while simultaneously keeping H entertained and trying to keep B from playing in the garbage). drank water. checked phone for missed calls/texts. started this ‘list’, while simultaneously trying to keep B from torturing H. thought about going to the store this morning. decided NOT to go to the store this morning.
(It is now 11am).
ran to the bathroom. emptied diaper-trash. picked up scattered toys. dumped and cleaned coffee pot. searched again for missing blankie (still no luck). picked up fussing H. played with B + H on the floor. nursed H while playing with B on the floor. scolded B for being too rough with H. comforted B for hurting his feelings. picked up screaming H. made lunch, while entertaining B and moving H around to keep him from screaming. feb B lunch while H fussed. cleaned-up B. put B down for his nap (both boys screaming at this point, because there is only one of me and I can’t take care of them both at the same time). nursed and cuddled H while eating my now-cold lunch and watching a movie. ahhh… breaktime (body may be resting, but mind is definitely not). worked on planning B’s birthday. comforted fussing, gassy H. nursed H again. wrote a blog post/recipe. rescued B from his crib. cuddled B. diapered B. changed clothes. worked on grocery list. bundled B + H. loaded boys and myself into car. went to grocery store. stopped for gas. drove through Starbucks. drove around while waiting for N’s bus to come. picked up N from the bus stop. unloaded boys and groceries from the car. put away groceries (while wearing sleeping H in the ergo). served B + N a snack. switched out laundry. folded & put away laundry. figured out plans for dinner.
(It is now 3:30pm).
drank more water. sorted through the mail. paid bills. sent some emails. rescued B from climbing on a tall stool to reach something. diapered H. changed H’s clothes. nursed H. checked FB and pinterest while playing with H on my lap. washed dishes. prepped and cooked dinner. unloaded laundry. moved H around from place to place to keep him entertained. took pics of a visiting bobcat. served & ate dinner. washed dishes again. nursed H. handed H over to daddy to wear in the ergo for a while. finished watching dinner dishes. cleaned up kitchen. started working on a ice cream cake orders. folded & put away more laundry. more work on ice cream cakes. washed more dishes. put away dry dishes. downloaded pics from our camera. diapered B. changed B into his pjs. worked on ice cream cakes. put B to bed. served/ate ice cream. washed dishes again. got cleaned up and ready for bed. finally found missing blankie. uploaded bobcat pics to FB. diapered H. changed H into his pjs. nursed H. finished this blog post. put H to bed. and finally… I’m heading to bed myself, at 9:30pm.
Are you tired yet? I know I am…