[Worst] Day in the Life of Baby E and T

Look at these sweet faces, how can any day with them be called 'worst'?! It does happen, those days when my hair stands on end and everything seems to unravel. Oh, you have those too? You mean you are a real family? Sweet as they are, there are days my patience is tested to its limits. But never for a moment do I regret having children and being their mother, it just reminds me that things will not be always perfectly smooth and that's okay. Our Best Day always makes up for these everything-gone-wrong days. 

This kind of day happens every month or two, but this below is an exaggeration. Everything that could possibly go wrong and sometimes does. This is an 'at-home' day when we do not go anywhere. 

Morning:

6:30 am Baby T wakes up crying. Way earlier than he should, doesn't want to go back to sleep. Must be teething. Hubby and Baby E still asleep so I leave the bedroom with Baby T. I change a diaper and we head to the 'messy from last night' kitchen for my morning treat - one of my homemade oatmeal raisin cookies. Oh, forgot we're out of cookies!

7:00 am I should still be sleeping, but I head to our home office, place baby in bouncer, pick him up again since he is inconsolable. Try to check work emails, fail. Bounce baby, nurse, he finally calms down a little. 

8:00 am Baby falls asleep in my arms, wakes up the moment I try to put him down. I get as much work done as I can typing with one hand! 

10:30 am Baby E wakes up crying (I see her on baby monitor). We head to the kitchen to eat breakfast without dad, who went to bed way too late. I'm to lazy/tired, get some organic cereal (that we eat once every couple of months). Way too sweet for my taste, I sigh and eat it anyway. Baby T wants me to hold him while I eat, he grabs the bowl and spills the cereal.  

11:30 am I am so ready to nap. It's raining. Baby E doesn't want to nap, of course - she just woke up!  

Afternoon: 

12:00 pm I look at the full sink, put baby in Ergo and start washing dishes while Baby E plays in living room. I notice it is awfully quiet for too long, walk in on toddler drawing on her blocks/scraping chalk onto the rug/or doing some other thing that adds to my clean up routine.  

12:30 pm Hubby stumbles in, with headache. I make him some toast, we sit down to eat again since I'm always hungry while nursing and I've been up too early. Too cold to go outside. I realize I forgot to defrost the chicken I'm supposed to make hubby to take to work. Baby falls asleep in baby carrier. 

1:30 pm I check email on our laptop in the kitchen. I hear Baby E scream "Mommy I'm peeing!", run into the living room [pull a muscle in my thigh] and of course she is on the rug, puddle and all. Not on the laminate, it always has to be the rug. Spend the next 20 minutes cleaning that. Baby T wakes up. He is okay by himself for all of 5 minutes, then his teething pain kicks in again. Bounce him, walk around [with pain in thigh], teething tablets not helping him today. 

2:30 pm After getting sidetracked, possibly on Pinterest, I realize husband leaves for work in half an hour and I haven't made lunch/dinner. Throw some frozen chicken dumplings into boiling water. Pack dinner.

3:20 pm Kisses all around. Husband leaves for work late. Baby E cries as he drives off. I note she needs to spend some time with him the next day. Baby T is exhausted from pain, falls asleep, I fall asleep, Baby E refuses to nap.     

Evening:

4:30 pm Baby E and I go to the office, she asks for her favorite Russian cartoons on YouTube. Of course they are only 5 minutes long each. So I work in 5 minute increments and turn a new one on for her what seems like every 5 seconds. Very productive [sarcasm]. Baby T proceeds to wake up every ten minutes. 

5:30 pm Seems like I can't get anything done at all. Discover my worst nightmare, my website is down and I do not know how to fix it. I spend most time nursing and switching cartoons. Bring Baby T up to office, he falls asleep in my arms, I 'work' with one hand. 

7:00 pm "What?" I say to the clock. I realize it's past dinner time. Change a blow out diaper. Listen to Baby E whine, she wants to play, not eat. We go downstairs and I heat up leftover soup. She refuses to eat it. I tell her she has a choice to eat nothing or eat what mama made. I remind her of hungry kids in Africa. She eats. Baby E goes potty while I wash a few dishes. I walk in on her applying my makeup to her lovely face. Foundation on her lips and sparkly eye shadow everywhere. [cue my hair standing on end]

8:00 pm Knowing it is too late to be making cookies I make them anyway. No way I can go another day without cookies. Baby E 'helps', spills flour, licks the spoon. 

9:30 pm I look at the mess and we start cleaning, yes that late.  

Nighttime:

10:30 pm I am way too tired, don't even know how I am functioning now. Read a book to Baby E, I tell her "only one story today", she starts crying begging for another. 

11 pm Lights out. Baby E whines for ten minutes while falling asleep. I finally remember I missed an appointment that morning!

1:00 am Hubby comes home from work and I hear every sound. He eats nearly half the cookies I just baked (I discover in the am). 

2:00 - 7:00 am Baby T wakes up to nurse Every.Ten.Minutes. It seems. 

There were worse incidents, which thankfully I cannot recall right now. The spilled cereal? That was today. Oh, and I didn't include the time Baby E painted her hands with ink from a stamp pad - a saturated red one. I walked in on her and thought she had blood on her hands. Even on 'bad' days there is so much I'm thankful for! I have it a lot easier than many. I have a loving family, food on our table, we have jobs, and our kids - for the most part, are bursting with joy! What else would I want? Okay, maybe going to the bathroom alone would be nice...

What does your not-so-great day look like? 


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