So many people across the interwebs have been sharing “day in the life” posts. And per usual I’m fashionably late to the party. But in my defense we’re just starting to come up for air around here. We finally have some semblance of a routine, and I’ve finally started to walk the tightrope balancing everyone’s wants/needs.
When I hit rock bottom a few months back and showed up to story time in tears my best mama friend so brilliantly said “give it four months. At four months something magic happens and things start to click”. Thankfully as we approach four months things are fully clicking and everyone is getting used to the new “normal”.
Anyways. Back to our days.
Sometime before 6am a certain big babe sneaks her way into our bed for an hour of cuddles alone before her bitty sister is up for the day. I’d love to say I’m up before the ladies every day- but I’m just so totally not able to wake up before our earliest riser.
Around 7 Mackenzie awakens from her slumber and lex watches the iPad while I feed the babe and mike get dressed for work. In Lex’s world if mike is wearing a belt it’s a work day- “Prince charming Youre wearing a belt! It’s a workday?”.
We all file downstairs for a little breakfast. Mike cooks breakfast for the crew and then he’s out the door. We play for a few and then it’s time for kenz’s nap número uno for the day. While she’s down lex and I get ready for the day and play in her room. Or our room.
As soon as kenz wakes up and eats we’re usually out the door- it feels like we have something every day from story time, to ballet, an aquarium visit, Disneyland, or a visit to grandmas.
While we’re out kenz takes nap número dos and we’re always home just in time for her to eat and for lex to hit the hay for her nap.
While lex is down for the count I get kenz all to myself. We watch the bachelorette together (she’s #teamkaitlyn and threatened to stop watching if Britt won), do a little tummy time, and just laugh, and make funny noises with our mouths.
By the time I get kenz down for nap número tres lex is up and itching for something to do. We tear apart the playroom, do a few crafts, and oh so patiently wait for her Prince Charming to get home, and kenz to wake up to eat.
Once mike walks through the door I’m off duty for a bit and hit the gym while he takes care of the ladies and cooks dinner (he loves it. I promise). I get home just in time to eat as a fam-bam.
Once the clock strikes 6:30 kenz is ready for her bath and ready NOW. I swear that child can tell time. Mike handles her bath/bedtime while I entertain lex by feeding her dessert and bathing her. After kenz is in bed and lex is bathed we all sit on her bed and read books, tell stories, and finally turn out the light at 8.
Then it’s a mad dash to clean the house. Which is the part I struggle with the most, i hate the house being in disarray all the live-long-day but gone are the days of tidying and cleaning and getting sh*t done during the day. I’m never solo and feel like I always have a child vying for my attention! By the time the clock strikes 9 I’m usually showered and tucked away in bed perusing Netflix (parenthood anyone?!) and by 10 it’s lights OUT.
Which is why the entirety of this post was written at the super fun hour of 4am when kenz gets up for a snack-a-roo.
But I love these two. And I love them even more now that things are a little more figured out 😉