I eat a batch of overnight oats at the table and secretly eat bacon in the kitchen when they aren’t paying attention. When asked, I tell the boys the bacon is for another day and we’re not eating it this morning. Bennett doesn’t like chocolate, so he puts butter on his own croissant…basically a croissant with a 2 inch pat of butter on one section and he eats about 1/4 cup of butter in the process. I make the three boys breakfast – either croissants from Costco with a smear of Nutella and fruit or homemade Whole Wheat Apple Pie Pancakes from the freezer. We do a mostly zero waste lunch each and every day. After spring break I am making Jack pack his own lunch. I pack Jack’s lunch which is the same thing every single day – apples, a mandarin orange, three slices of Boar’s Head ham, some Stacy’s Organic Pita Chips, and a treat from the basket on top of the fridge (leftovers from Halloween, Christmas, school parties, etc.).
I start baking a batch of bacon because our Smith’s Brothers delivery came on Monday and I had ordered some delicious bacon. After that doesn’t work, I tell him to snap out of his attitude or go back to his room to spare the rest of us. Rogers voice for at least 30 seconds while I ask him how he slept, if he had any dreams, etc. His diaper pail is getting full, so I start a load of cloth diapers.ħ:15 am: My eight-year-old Jack wakes up and comes stomping out like the world has wronged him. He usually jumps up and down in his crib when I walk in and then likes to yell “momma, pooped” or something else equally as eloquent and noteworthy. If he is still asleep when my nephew gets here, I keep working on my blog. My two-year-old Bennett wakes up sometime between 6 and 7 am. My nephew settles onto the couch and we watch Top Chef (his fav) or something else he chooses. I double-check to make sure my latest post is up and looks ok no broken links or photos that didn’t load correctly.Ħ:30 am: My sister drops my nephew Parker off for the morning and she heads to work. I check emails, Pinterest, and comments from the blog. I make myself a nest on the couch with a blanket, turn on a Law & Order rerun on TNT, and log onto my laptop. My first stop is to the kitchen where I pour a giant glass of water and drink it immediately. I feel like I’m an extra on the set of The Hurt Locker. I tiptoe down our long hallway dodging all squeaky parts in the floor.
My oldest can sleep through anything, but the toddler is more alert in the morning. My favorite homemade and storebought products are discussed in detail in this post.ĥ:15 am: I sneak out to the living room passing our boy’s rooms. I’m pretty low maintenance, but thanks to years of adult acne I am constantly battling old scars.
I shower, brush my teeth, and do my hair and makeup.
#Iremind car seat alarm skin#
Look in the mirror and can’t believe how gorgeous my skin is looking this morning. Our shower takes forever to heat up, so I check Facebook and Instagram for any messages from readers.
I’ve been awake for 20 minutes, and yet I’m still pissed at the sound of it going off. Previous installments of A Day in the Life can be found here and here.Ĥ:50 am: my alarm goes off. A Day in the Life of a Work at Home Mom shows a glimpse into a 24-hour period of a full-time blogger, home cook, and mom of two boys.
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