A long day in the life.
5:45am – Bennett wakes up wanting to eat. One boob is severely engorged for some reason, so I feed him on that side and put him back down to sleep. Then I pump in the bedroom in the dark while I read email and sit on a bouncy ball – totally normal right? I get dressed and brush my teeth, make Harrison’s lunch bag for school, throw in a load of laundry, clean pump parts, make coffee, move the car outside, deposit checks, buy gifts and organizing things for home online, organize a cabinet, clean a tub, flip through jcrew, put things into Bennett’s baby memory box, write emails, clean up Harrison’s toys, and think to myself maybe 50 times – when will someone start crying?
7:50am – I check on Bennett and he is awake. One arm escaped the swaddle. I bring him downstairs and change his clothes and his diaper at the changing table in the family room, he is all smiles this morning.
He will be all smiles until I give him his Zantac (he screamed but kept it all down). I can’t believe Harrison is still sleeping, he was up at 7am yesterday. I put Harrison’s hash browns into the convection oven to cook.
8:05am – I feed Bennett again, and frantically watch the monitor wondering if Harrison will wake up. Also, I try to listen for the guys working on our kitchen cabinets hoping they don’t arrive while I’m sitting on the couch with Bennett attached to my boob.
8:15am – I finish feeding Bennett, change his diaper, and sigh with relief when Harrison doesn’t wake up just yet and nobody catches me in the act.
8:20am – I hear the guys in the garage and thankfully I’m fully clothed. I wake Harrison up and get him ready for school, it’s pajama day so he’s wearing some funny PJ hand me downs. We head out to daycare drop off where I put Bennett into his Ergo and hold Harrison’s hand going in.
8:45am – We are back in the car and I decide last minute to go to Target to get us out of the house away from the guys making noise in the kitchen and to pick up a few things on my list. I eat a bar in the car for breakfast. I swear I went to Target for like 3 things…
10:00am – Conveniently fed Bennett at the mall in a “nursery room”. Right after he developed a rash on his face and arm. I noticed this yesterday too… I suspect a food sensitivity – dairy or chocolate. Next pedi visit is in 1.5 weeks so we’ll talk about it then.
11:30am – We’re back at home and the guys are still working in the kitchen. I clean another tub while Bennett sleeps and I attach a mirror to the back seat of the car so I can see him in his car seat.
11:45am – Bennett is up and crabby. I try and feed to him see if that’s what he wants. I spray milk all over his face…again, and he does not appreciate it. He eats, pukes, and develops the same rash as before. Mental Note: don’t let even small amounts of dairy into my diet and now eliminate chocolate (OMFG, now what do I do?). I put him into the Mamaroo and hope he will be cool with it for a little bit.
12:25pm – The guys are still working in the kitchen and I’m really hungry. Important Thoughts Strike: I think I might need to get bangs again, I have a ton of broken little hairs that fall into my face and they drive me nuts. It’s also only a matter of time before I lose all my pregnancy hair and get tiny baby hairs growing all over my head again. I think I’m going to put a mini fridge in the bedroom for pumped milk – is that taking it too far?
12:45pm – Bennett wants to eat again. He eats every hour from now until 11pm but hardly sleeps at all. Why is that?
1:30pm – The guys are done working and I finally get to eat lunch. I microwave an EVOL bowl while Bennett screams at me. Then I heat up some leftover soup but resist the urge to have a soda. I feel like I’m always hungry. I watch the end of The Chew.
2pm – Bennett takes a 15 minute cat nap in his crib for the first time ever. I empty the dishwasher and bring the clean laundry upstairs. He doesn’t sleep again for the rest of the afternoon, instead he’s just crab-tastic and won’t let me put him down.
5:15pm – We go pick Harrison up at school. Bennett pukes in the Ergo.
6:45pm – Harrison has eaten dinner and gets a bath. Bennett sits in a little chair thing and looks at the attached mobile in the bathroom with us. Harrison doesn’t want to get out of the tub, it’s his new thing.
8:30pm – Abe gets home late, everyone is tired. Harrison and I danced to Despicable Me 2 like 15 times (to the Happy song). Bennett has a massive green poop, and is still in a sour mood.
8:40pm – I put Harrison to bed while Abe holds Bennett. He usually goes to be earlier than this. We read a book about Caillou not using diapers anymore and Good Night Good Night Construction Site. He cries when I leave the room.
9:45pm – We all go upstairs and get ready for sleep. Bennett is wearing Old Navy 3-6 month pajamas to bed and they fit perfectly.
10:30pm – Bennett won’t go to sleep on his own, he won’t nurse down either. I bounced on a ball to get him to sleep and then put him down. He should be exhausted, I don’t get it.
Most days aren’t this hard and crazy.