7:10 I wake to the sound of my toddler clomping up the steps, yelling “Mommy, I’m ah-way-yake! Usually I’m an early riser, but I only got 2 or 3 hours of sleep Sunday night thanks to a puking child, so I didn’t even set an alarm Monday night so I could get as much sleep as possible. Mission accomplished.
7:15 I nurse Silas in bed. (Yep, still nursing.) We used to do this all the time, but haven’t since I started getting up early.
7:30 I come downstairs to find my husband just home from the gym and the other kids stirring. I hop in the shower but skip washing my hair–it takes forever to dry. I dry off and do my express makeup routine–eyeliner, mascara, nude lipstick. I pile my hair into a messy bun and I’m ready to go.
7:45 Breakfast time. I skip my morning coffee since I know I’m heading to a coffee shop to work soon. My kids have been helping make breakfast recently, so I set Jack to work on cooking his beloved hash browns and Sarah scrambles eggs for all of us. I wash the pans and then we head to the dining room to eat.
8:15 I help Lucy choose a sundress, and convince Silas that he really does need to wear clothes today, even though all his train shirts are dirty. It’s a hard sell.
8:26 Small victory: Lucy finds Silas’s digger shoes that have been missing for 6 whole days.
8:35 My mom pulls in the driveway and my kids start hollering and running in circles. We started this weekly day-out-with-Gramma routine a little over a year ago and it has been fabulous: happy Gramma, happy kids, very happy Mama. My mom and I chat and swap car keys. I help her pile my 4 kids into our minivan and wave goodbye.
8:55 I glance at my email and realize that my guest post went up at Introverted Church a few hours before. I’d forgotten all about it. I write a quick post about it for my faith blog, Anne With An E, and schedule a few tweets before heading out the door.
9:25 I stop by my friend’s house to drop off a book, and we spend a few minutes chatting about the book, blog world, and her upcoming beach vacation.
9:45 I finally arrive at Vint, my favorite place to write in Louisville. I can write from home, but I focus much better when I’m out. Besides, Vint has this fabulous drink called the Vint Julep, because this is the Derby City. It’s a latte-ish concoction with mild mint and bourbon flavorings. I know–it sounds nasty–but it’s fabulous. I get mine iced.
10:30 Will calls to say he’s at the grocery for work–do I want him to pick up anything while I’m there? Why yes I do, thank you very much. We chat about shopping lists and last-minute plans for Lucy’s birthday tomorrow.
12:10 I stop by Target on the way home to buy a few odds and ends for Lucy’s birthday. I’m so relieved they carry maraschino cherries–the birthday girl’s special request.
12:35 I get home and stash the birthday presents, then grab some lunch from the fridge. I sit down to eat and glance through my email, which I never read while I’m working out of the house.
12:45 My mom brings my kids home. They’re tired but excited after a fun morning.
12:55 We wave goodbye to Gramma, and since it’s nice out we play in the yard for a bit. I push Silas on the swing, then throw the ball with Jack, while the girls pick berries and flowers and dig in the sandbox.
1:30 Will gets home from work. He works a short day on Tuesdays so I can head into the office for a few hours in the afternoon. We chat for a few minutes, then I tell the kids goodbye and head off to work.
1:40 I arrive at the office where I play the role of real estate paralegal, and spend the next few hours reviewing files, drafting documents, and talking to clients.
5:10 I leave the office. Will calls and asks if I have any brilliant ideas for dinner. Nope. Maybe the steaks in the freezer?
5:20 I arrive home to find everyone happily playing in the shady backyard. Will and I chat while the kids play, and then we head inside to get dinner going. The steaks are already half-thawed, so I chop up some broccoli and start heating pans to cook the steak and some vegetables. While the pans are heating up, I grab my book in progress to try and get through a few pages. I’m determined to finish it before the day’s over.
6:15 We finally sit down to eat. The kids finish first, and they run off to play while we finish eating. We’re in no hurry to go inside: we’ve seen the forecast for the next few days, and we want to make the most of this lovely evening before the temperature climbs to miserable levels later this week.
7:00 I bring out some popsicles for the kids. (Aaaah, summer!) Then we head inside to get cleaned up and put on pajamas. But first, I take 10 minutes to read another chapter.
7:45 After reading the kids a stack of books on the couch, I nurse the baby and plop him in his crib. Then I kiss the girls goodnight.
8:30 It’s time to get to work, but I pop on to twitter first. Will grabs his laptop; he’s designing a few websites right now, so we can work side-by-side on the couch.
8:40 I open up my draft for Wednesday’s post. I thought this post would be easy to write, but it always takes me a long time to write posts that I feel strongly about. I’m fired up about this topic and I want to do it justice–which means it’ll take me forever to finish!
10:00 Wednesday’s post is done, and I schedule it to publish. It is past my bedtime and I am tired: time to brush my teeth and head to bed.
10:25 It’s too late to actually have reading time, but I read a chapter of A Homemade Life before turning out the light anyway.
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I had no idea what day to share with you, because every single day of our week follows a different pattern. This Tuesday was especially unusual because I rarely have a morning to myself on the same day I work.
Our usual routine looks like this: Mondays vary greatly, I’m a paralegal on Tuesdays and Fridays, a writer on Wednesdays, and a stay-at-home mom on Thursdays. Saturdays are relaxed, but Sunday is my husband’s busiest work day. It’s hard to show you what my life looks like with a snapshot of a single day!
Do your days have a predictable rhythm? Or is every day different, like mine?