Current status:
"We'll stay home and get so many things done today," I said.
"We'll do all the chores and vacuum everywhere and clean the bathroom," I said.
"I'll work out AND take the girls out for a walk to take books back to the library," I said.
"Maybe I'll even finish that film/photo stuff I was working on yesterday," I said.
"We'll have it all done so we can play hard all weekend," I said.
How today has really gone:
Wake up, feed baby, bring baby into bed to sleep a little longer. Husband gets up.
Wake up to toddler whining as she tries to get in our bed. Pull her up, go back to sleep.
Wake up again. Sneak into shower while baby still sleeping.
Say goodbye to husband, help small girls eat. Change diapers a couple of times.
Get toddler a drink, and prop baby nearby while I grab my hand weights. Start Jillian Michaels work out. 5 minutes later, jump rope to the kitchen to get more chocolate milk for whiny toddler. Interrupt dumbbell squats to help screaming baby find the binky. At minute 13, stop the DVD and decide to nurse the inconsolable baby. I'll have to get back to it during naptime.
Read stack of books to toddler.
Eat hurried breakfast at 10.
Finally begin cleaning.
Put toys in basket. Put toys in other basket. Have toddler empty both baskets. Help toddler put the doll in the high chair.
Put toys in basket again. Have toddler empty again.
Renew library books online so we don't have to make a trip to the library today.
Visit with neighbor out front.
Hungry baby again.
Toddler crying about something sticky, which I try to wipe off, but her foot isn't actually sticky and she's still mad. Have toddler scream at me for coloring in her reading chart, storm off repeatedly throwing down and picking up reading chart. She's still angry I colored the circle pink (her favorite color at the moment).
Hold baby that apparently needs to be held. Toddler now climbing in my lap on top of baby, crying about how she needs to be held. Toddler shoving baby aside.
Get baby asleep. Pick up toddler, talk her down, sing.
Baby wakes. Too sad to be adjacent on the couch.
Both girls are sad. Both have to be held. Both are tired and both need a lap. Sing, coerce, juggle and wish for an extra set of arms. Repeat the same Primary song over and over.
Toddler down! Let nap time commence!
Baby down! Let nap time commence!
Baby flutters in and out of sleep. I realize I should stay put for a minute. Browse the internet. Pull up the blog.
It's now 1pm. We haven't gone anywhere. Still have yet to vacuum. In fact, I need to put the toys back in the basket again. No one has eaten lunch.
But everyone is now soundly enough asleep that I may try and move these children and actually get something done. (Hint: it won't be Jillian Michaels.)
Both children are now stirring.
I'm off!
