I love Sundays… There’s nothing better than just relaxing all day and not feeling guilty for not cleaning, not exercising, etc.
At church today our ward got split, one of the 12 year old girls in our Sunday School class was tearfully saying goodbye, and it was slightly humorous- bc we live less than a mile away- and bc things like that are huge drastic events when you’re 12. A ward splitting can be a death ultimatum if you’re stuck with the people you don’t like. Luckily I know so few people besides the kids in our class and a few women in relief society that there is no drastic change for me bc there are no people I don’t like. However today I did awkwardly call a lady’s baby a girl- it was a boy- I hope she’s in the other ward… please. In my defense “it” was wearing yellow, which does not exactly announce a gender. And pants. Which DO announce a gender at church I suppose… Lets just say I hope to not make any more baby/gender assumptions that are wrong. I basically insulted her child’s manhood. Anyone else ever do that?
Now I’m officially a working mom. I’ve been back at work for 3 weeks now, off to a bit of a slow start, but hopefully things will pick up soon. Basically a normal day goes like this:
5:40 AM wake up and get ready
6:30 AM get James up and fed
7:00 on the road
7:45 arrive at work
8:00-5:00 work work work
6:00 PM get home
6:00-9:00 make dinner for Aaron and I, take care of/play with James, shower
9:00 – 10:00 give James a bath, bottle, and put him to bed.
10:00 get ready for bed and do whatever I didn’t get to do earlier (shower, eat, check email, get diaper bag ready, talk to Aaron…etc)
10:30 go to bed
This is why I look forward to the weekend so much. And why I don’t eagerly look forward to Mondays. When I get home I basically have about 20 minutes total to myself, and usually that 20 minutes falls when I’m taking a shower. It’s hard to find time to do seemingly normal things like paint my toenails or read a magazine. Today I got up with James at 8, went to lunch with friends, to the mall for about 20 minutes b/c James got hungry, back home to clean and do laundry, and now Aaron is holding James, so I’m online. Next I’ll grocery shop, and then determine what we want to do tonight. Dinner? A movie? Who knows?? This is why Saturdays are more appealing than other days.
There you go, a day in the life of the busy-with-the-mundane me.