Tuesday, February 8, 2011

An Important Read for Anyone Who's a Mom (or anyone who has ever wondered what we do all day)



What did you do today?”

It is a question that my husband usually asks when he gets home from work every evening. A question that I have to think hard about, trying to determine what I've accomplished in the past 9 hours.

Well, I... uh, I ran some errands, did some laundry, you know...” I struggle to come up with an answer, yet I know I haven't had more then a few minutes of “down-time” throughout the day. What did I do? And why am I struggling to keep my eyes open at 9:30 pm?

I feel like I need to consider a typical day in my life to figure out what I am spending all my time doing. So, let's look at yesterday.

I woke up at 7 am (a luxury, I know, since I used to wake up for work at 5) to the dog standing on my chest, her hot, abominable breath in my face. Kyle and I threw the covers off, he fed the dogs, and I got the baby, who was singing (quite beautifully, may I say) in her crib. Little things, like changing her diaper, making her breakfast, bath, change clothes, brushing her teeth and hair, then getting myself together brought us to about...

9:15- Put on our outside gear and ran to the car. Drove to the gym and dropped Avery off at the nursery. Did a little cardio, some exercises, picked her up, and drove home. By this time it was...

11:15- Avery went down for a nap immediately. Thankfully she's a really good sleeper. I showered and got ready for the day, ate lunch, checked my email, made a dinner plan for the week, printed out the grocery list, looked through the coupons, cleaned off the kitchen counters, and folded some laundry. Just then, I heard Avery calling me from her room. “Mom!!!”

1:30- After a nice long nap, my little lady wanted some lunch. I made her a turkey a cheese sandwich. Instead of eating it herself, she decided to throw it to the dog, who promptly ingested the snack in one gulp. I cut up some leftover chicken. “No...” she said sweetly and pushed it away. I gave her some yogurt, which she ate half of, pouring the remainder on her shirt and pants. I changed her clothes.

3:00- We put coats and boots on again. I filled my purse up with various snacks, gave Avery a cup of milk, and dashed out to the car. I gave her the dollies that I had stuck under my arm on the way out, which made her giggle. We played some children's music and set off for Stop and Shop. It only took 15 minutes to get there (it's one mile away), so I considered myself ahead of the game. Though Avery wasn't a fan at first of being confined to the front of the grocery cart, I gave her some goldfish and she piped right down. We traversed the produce section, wandered the likes of every aisle, and scoured the shelves for the items on my list. Check out is always the most difficult, because it takes a while and Avery is not being entertained anymore. As per usual, I had to open up a box of Cheerios to distract her. She flung them at people as they walked by. I pretended not to notice.

4:45- We pulled up to our house, my head throbbing from listening to “Baby Beluga” for the eighth straight time. I set Avery up at the computer to play a game, then brought the seemingly endless amount of bags into the house, put them away, then fed the dogs.

5:30- I began preparing dinner for Avery (which I knew would be fruitless, considering the quantity of snacking she had done in the past few hours), who was now drawing on her easel in the other room. I sat her down to eat and sat down next to her at the table, breathing for what seemed like the first time since noon.

6:15- I turned on Dora for Avery, then sat down at the computer to write. A half hour later, Kyle walked in (I think he may have suspected that I had been sitting on the computer since that morning...). “Hey! Did you guys have a nice day?”

7:00- I began preparing dinner, Avery went to bed at 7:30 (hubby was nice enough to put her in), and we ate on the couch while watching the Superbowl Glee episode that was taped from the night before.

8:15- Kyle and I did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. The day was officially finished.

8:30- Kyle turned to me and asked, “So, what did you do today?”

I racked my brain. “I went grocery shopping.”


p.s. My friend recently sent me this forward, which prompted me to write this.
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16 comments:

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  2. Lunch time at my house is about the same. I make my toddler a nice lunch and she throws it to the dogs. Then I give her blueberries or applesauce or some other small food item and she just plays with it. I think we can't remember what we do all day because we are too busy to remember our actions.

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  3. I so LOVE this post! I work during the day but when someone asks me stuff like this im like umm.. uh.. I washed clothes LOL Im glad I found this!

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  4. LOL -- yes, it is much the same here. DH comes home and seems to think I will provide him with a list of accomplished tasks and goals and half the time I can't even remember what I had for lunch! My kids are in school (well, except for endless snow days lately) but I also help run our family business so that takes up a lot of time as well. Not that DH seems to realize that :-)

    And I remember listening to many, many hours of Baby Beluga!

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  5. Great post!

    I just found your blog through one of the blog hops! Have a great day.

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  6. Love your post, love the article. Thanks, this made my day =)

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  7. You do live on my planet! The funny thing is that, because of our work schedules, Julie and I both have this experience since we're always alone with the kids. Thanks for the laugh.

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  8. Haha Jon, it's good to know that some guys feel the same way! It's a non-gender-biased mind loss that comes over us as parents!

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  9. That is one of the best news articles i've seen! How can I get a copy!?!

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  10. I feel like it says everything that I couldn't think of... Try emailing the author to get a copy- or just print it out!

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  11. I am so sharing this on my FB, I love this post! It is my day you just recited!
    Thanks!

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  12. i can so relate to this post! newest blog follower from bloggymoms! natalielovins.blogspot.com

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  13. After 14 years of being married and 10 of which my wife has been a stay at home mom, I have learned not to ask the "What did you do today" question. I just assume she's done a lot and if there is something interesting she would like to share I know she will. Seems to work well for us!

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  14. It's so funny how everyone can relate to this- whether they are a stay-at-home mom, working mom, or husband of a mom!

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  15. My husband never asks. He TRIED to do this once for about a year. Comparatively, I make staying at home look good!

    Of course, a dog would make staying at home look good...he got NOTHING done.

    Stopped by for Saturday Stalk.

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  16. Great post! my son when he was young used to sing Baby Beluga all the time!! After awhile it drove me insane. I'm your newest follower from the Weekend Blog Hop. Also following on Facebook If you get a minute please drop by and follow back and feel free to enter my giveaways.
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