When I Grow Up

As I was saying on Twitter - growing up is a lot of work. Life has gotten so crazy with a baby thrown into the mix. Most days are jammed packed with things to do, places to go, schedules to establish/follow.

Let's take today for example.

Just before midnight we are awaken by the rain which was quickly followed by crazy lightening bolts that we were landing very close to our apt. It was scary loud with bright green flashes that made shy away from the light. Then the hail started to fall very hard against the windows. This kept me awake for a good half hour.

Then I wake up at 4am to feed Andy because he hardly ate the day before because his impending won't allow him. Thankfully by 440am with are both back to sleep.

At 6:09am my alarm goes off. Snooze. Snooze. Snooze. Finally at 6:50 I get up and quickly get dressed before Andy wakes up. At 7 he is awake and in need of a bottle. I feed him before we leave the house or he is a grouchy guy thru traffic on the way to my moms.

7:30am I put him in his car seat,I gather my bag and his bag and head downstairs to the car. On the way Andy decides to poop and then gets mad because he's sitting in it. 20min later we are at my moms changing a dirty diaper and trying to finish his bottle. I'm simultaneously drinking coffee and having breakfast.

850am - I've hung out for too long at my moms. Take off for work.

9-12:30pm - Work

During lunch I head to Rite Aid for some teething tablets for Andy hoping to give him so relief. I then head to my moms, say hi to Andy, have lunch, say hi to G as he arrives to pick up Andy, and then head back to work.

At 4:45pm I am bored outta my mind so I pack up and leave work.

I head to Target in search of some Pilates bands I need for my class tomorrow and other misc. items.

Then I hop on the freeway, get a bit of traffic, and make a stop at Toys R Us to get Andy the next level bottle nipples and other replacement parts for his Dr. Brown bottles. He needs the nipples to help him eat more. Sucking hard is hurting his impending tooth so he just gives up on the eating.

I then head to Trader Joes (thank god it's in the same parking lot) to pick up some veggies, fruit, and eggs.

Finally I'm home! Say hi to G and hold Andy for a moment. Then I put away the groceries and get started on dinner. While G finishes up dinner I put away some dishes, wash some dishes, and practice rolling over with Andy. We play until dinner is ready.

7:15pm - Andy sits in his highchair while we eat, but he is super tired and gets very fussy so I scarf down my dinner so I can get him to bed.

I change Andy's diaper, put on his PJs, read him his favorite book (Where The Wild Things Are - and if you saw how his face lights up you too would see it's his fav book), say goodnight to dad, give him his bottle, and he is passed out just before 8pm.

(G is getting a night off because he's getting sick - he usually helps more)

I then clean up the kitchen. Put away the clean dishes to make room for the dinner dishes I wash, make G some tea, boil some bottles and new parts, start typing this post on my phone, finish in the kitchen, get in bed to finish my post.

*now breath*sigh*

Yup. I don't even know what time it is now. I just want to go brush my teeth, wash my face, and come back to bed to read some of my Sookie book before I doze off. Most days are like this. Today isn't any kind of special. Other days I'm just trying to sneak in a workout or visiting a set of grandparents.

So you see. It's a lot of work. I ain't complaining - I'm just sayin'. I had no idea. But I wouldn't change a thing. I love my life.
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