When I initially made the big jump from full-time desk jockey to stay-at-home mom, I worried about how my child and I could possibly fill up 9-10 hours’ worth of space. For five days in a row. And still like each other at the end of the week.
Obviously, we figured that part out pretty quickly, since babies/toddlers demand a crapload of attention and variety in their activities. So, just what is it that we do all day, you may ask? (You may not actually be asking that. You may not really care. But my kid — and her friends — are super cute, so at least enjoy the adorableness of the following photos, taken on an average Monday.)
Starting the day with a whole-grain flaxseed waffle, banana, milk, and a smile.
Headed out the door, on our way to the library!
B's -- ahem -- friend, JJ, getting a smooch at the library.
B's daredevil friend, E, scaling the train table at the library. How gorgeous is this little girl?
Next stop: Grandma & Pap's house for lunch (which is always tastier when schmeared on the face).
Here, she's playing one of her favorite "games" with her Pap. They each put on a hat and model it in front of the mirror. It's crazy adorable.
Stacking cups are still one of her all-time favorite toys. She's loved them since she was six months old. Her grandparents keep a set in the toybox at their house for her.
Back home! While Mama cooks dinner, Dadda (a.k.a: Mr. T) keeps her entertained by doing... what else? Hanging the swing in the dining room.
Tonight's menu: Stir-fry over brown rice.
After dinner, it's time for lots of belly zerbets from Dadda. Serious giggles ensue.
Before she hits the hay, it's time for one last round of num-nums. Here, we're nursing while watching homebirth videos on YouTube in an effort to prep her for the (alleged) pending arrival of baby brother.
Aaaaaand that's a wrap, folks! Bedtime! She's not super crazy about this time of day, as evidenced by the screaming. (PS: A big-girl room makeover is coming this summer. Please ignore the blah white walls and bedding until then.)
It’s a glamourous life, to be sure. Whether it’s plastic cups, spaghetti stains, or nighttime tantrums, the dull moments are few and far between. The smiles and the love, though, are abundant. This is what we do all day. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.