Just what does a SAHM to a young baby DO all day? Lot’s of time spent watching trashy daytime TV? Not this SAHM. I thought I’d give you a little glance into my life and what I’m doing with my time. I’d say this day is pretty typical for a weekday with T1.
Change diaper. Screaming baby.
I spent some time trying to feed him sitting on the bed, but he was being fussy so I started using our favorite tool, the blanket, to help finish things off.
Over an hour after he started eating he decided he was full.
Awake for the day.
Morning stretch routine.
I read my tweets while he wiggles.
I treat the romper he slept in for formula stains. I’m crazy about trying to keep formula stains out of his clothes.
Nakie time and diaper change.
While he happily squirms on his changing table I rush around trying to get the diaper bag packed. TH eats breakfast in the background.
Screaming baby demands to be dressed.
Clothes don’t make him happy though.
TH leaves for work.
T1 eats again. I read while he slurps.
Time for me to get dressed in my workout gear.
On our way out the door to walk with Y and L.
He hates his car seat and screams pretty much the whole time when I drive somewhere.
We arrive at Y’s house and he wants to eat again.
Y and I walk MWF for 2.5 miles. Here is her sweet son L.
I carry T1 in the Bjorn our friends loaned us.
Y is the bees knees fo’ sheezy.
We grunt and groan through a set lunges whenever we walk by this fence.
I pull T1 off my body and I look like this.
We drive to the grocery store and I feed T1 while sitting in the car reading my tweets.
I only bought goat cheese on this trip, but I had to have it for my favorite spinach salad.
When I got home I saw they hadn’t picked up the garbage yet, so I ran around the house collecting ours and threw it out with the rest.
Another diaper change.
Really just needed to be topped off and then promptly fell asleep.
While he slept I scurried around getting the house in order. I bagged the garbage bins.
Collected his cloth diapers.
All too soon he was awake again.
And hungry, of course.
The reason he eats so often? I can only get him to eat an ounce or two at a time! He’s been doing better lately though.
Another diaper change.
I set him on the couch to squirm while I made myself lunch.
He fell asleep.
I have a hard time eating until I get my chores done. Diapers needed to be dryed.
His clothes need to be washed.
The dishwasher needs to be unload and loaded again.
I threw together my favorite salad and ate it as fast as I could.
I still couldn’t eat fast enough for him and he screamed at me while I finished.
Another feeding. Blah blah blah. So boring. Good thing I like to read.
Dirty diaper again.
Some blogging time together.
Nap time once again. I blog and answer emails, etc.
Nap time is over and we’re screaming again.
Change the diaper.
Diaper wasn’t the only problem, belly is empty.
And hungry again.
Hooray! Another nap.
I move more laundry.
And eat a burrito.
TH comes home early and I get a break from being a mommy.
He’s still awake and alert on my lap.
A poopy diaper means it’s time for a bath.
TH and I randomly decide this is the night to buzz his hair, we’ve been talking about it for weeks now.
Super shocking, but we’re glad we did it.
Our little burrito in his miracle blanket.
He’s out and it’s time to clean up the hair.
There you have it. 24 hours of my life.