Feed the baby and make the coffee. Check Instagram. Manage to get the baby back to sleep.
Sneak a photo of the 3yo sleeping in my bed and my 7 yo watching who knows what on TV. Start on housework including the first load of laundry and warming up breakfast.
Eat breakfast, finish off that pot of coffee, get everyone dressed and finish straightening up.
Say a quick prayer of thanks that the baby is still asleep.
Remind everyone we have to leave in 5 minutes. Remind everyone we have to leave in 1 minute. Start getting upset that we aren’t leaving yet, that we should’ve left sooner and now we are late. Yell at the 3 yo for not having shoes. Ponder why exactly I took the extra pair out of the car.
Drop off B at his piano lesson. Feed the baby. Check instagram. Drive home and banish everyone to the downstairs.
Finally start on the mountain of dishes so we have enough forks for lunch. Halfway through hear the baby crying. Remind myself that I have three seconds before he starts panicking. 3…2… too late. Take an extra 15 minutes to calm him down and build back some trust. Check instagram and pray for his mom.
Drive B over to his STEM class and enjoy some time with the littles walking in the gorgeous CO sunshine.
Make it home in one piece. Make more coffee and sneak some chocolate to my mini me. Check Instagram.
Write down short lessons for B for the rest of the day. Realize everyone is melting and I can’t focus on him just yet. He is totally good with that.
Regroup and start working through the list. Littles are playing downstairs and the baby decided he likes the swing. I’ll take it.
Read some classic literature, practice our poetry, work on writing and narration and skip half a spelling lesson after I realize he has that particular concept down.
Start on dinner and strap the ergo on for the rest of the evening.
Wait anxiously for Joe to walk through the front door. Remember I need to take the fish out of the oven. Record the medication and ointment I put on the baby today on the official piece of paper. Write in the back and forth book how he is doing. Find a picture to send to family time tomorrow. Decide I should start my bible study before our next meeting. Check instagram instead.
Eat dinner. Clean up the table. Walk around the house for a while trying to calm Mr. Colic.
Joe asks what else needs to be done around the house- he feeds the chickens, takes out the trash and puts all the dishes in a pile on the counter. He also manages to switch over the laundry so it’s ready for a new load in the morning.
We all watch Daniel Tiger for some reason and Joe sends the big kids down to bed. I say a quick prayer of thanks that he is in town and that the baby stopped crying and settle in for some Hulu. I ponder why we don’t have any more wine left and decide ice-cream will do just fine.
Check instagram. Text my friend about my failings as a wife. Check facebook. Eat some ice-cream. Pass out halfway through the Tonight Show.
Call it a successful day.