Three boys. I’m sure those words can send shivers down your spine. Or prompt my husband’s favorite phrase, “You’ve got your hands full!”
I actually never imagined myself as a mother of three. A year or so after having our first, I figured we’d give Mr. B a sibling, and be done.
So, mother of three it was.
A Typical Day
I got to talking with a few of my mommy blogger friends, and we thought it would be a lot of fun to share what a “typical” day in the life was like. We all have different numbers of kids, which bring different challenges.
Rebekah, of Rebekah Anne, is the mom to one, and she’s expecting.
Lauren Jane, of Bellows in the Berkshires, is a mom to six.
Of course, is there ever really a typical day with kids? Probably not, but you’ll get the general idea.
Our day begins early. Like 6 am early. Every day. Saturdays and Sundays too? Yes.
Luckily, my husband is more of a morning person than me, plus he has to get ready for work. So, he gets up when he hears the twins talking. Well, he usually let’s them talk for at least 10 minutes, and then he gets up. We have a childproof lock on their door, so they stay in their room.
It’s usually a bit of playing and fighting, which I can hear unless I remember to put earplugs next to the bed before going to sleep. My oldest usually gets up anytime between 6:30 and 7 am, and then my husband comes to get me at 7:30 am. I’m usually not totally sleeping, but enjoying my last moments of solitude for the day.
It’s then time to make breakfast for all three littles, and make sure Mr. B is dressed for kindergarten. Usually, it’s toaster waffles or french toast, with the occasional toast and jelly thrown in for good measure, along with a banana or apple.
All three usually eat together in the living room (we have a very small kitchen,) and Mr. B gets to watch one show before he leaves for school. Lately, it’s been Scooby Doo. While I make Mr. B’s snack and lunch for school, I have to keep checking to make sure everyone is eating…especially Mr. B.
As soon as the show is over, we brush teeth, he goes to the bathroom, puts on his shoes (we’re still working on getting the right shoe on the right foot,) grabs his backpack, and heads to the end of the driveway for the bus.
The twins then finish breakfast, do a little playing/fighting with trains, and I try to get a couple of blog related things done on the computer. Then, it’s time for us all to get dressed. I pick up the living room, get us all packed up, and head to the gym, where they play in the childcare, and I take a class. By the time we’re done, it’s finally almost noon (although, doesn’t it seem as if it should be 5pm by now?)
If I’m feeling ambitious, we stop at the store for groceries or other household necessities, IE Target….or my new favorite Meijer’s.
As soon as we get home, it’s time for lunch. Even though I pack them a snack at the gym, its constant feeding time in this zoo. I then let them watch one of “their shows,” which lately has been a weird, live-action train program. There are a few songs, and lots of play trains going around while a narrator talks about them. If it keeps them happy and quiet, I’m all about it.
I usually put in a load of laundry, put in a load of dishes, or pick up the giant mess in the living room. It may seem silly to do it more than once a day, but it actually makes the end of the day pick up easier.
The twins have been boycotting naps for a long time when I put them in their room together, so I started putting them in separate rooms. Every day we switch who gets to sleep in my room. You’d think they would fight over who it would be, but no. They both want to be in their own beds. Probably because they still play in their own bed, and I stay in my room watching until they fall asleep. I try not too, but I usually fall asleep too. I make sure to set my alarm on my phone, so I’m always ready to open the door when Mr. B gets home from school.
If I keep myself awake, it’s laundry, blog work, dishes, and other fun household activities.
The twins usually sleep about 2 hours, so they are still sleeping when Mr. B gets home. I let him in, interrogate him about what he did at school, if he ate his whole snack and lunch, and then finally let him play. He either runs across the street to play with a boy that’s the same age, or he wants to play Minecraft on the computer.
It’s about this time that the twins get up. It’s cuddles and snack time again, and then I’m off to make dinner. They play some more while I get it ready. It’s always trains or cars or just fighting.
My husband gets home between 5:30 and 6 pm on a good day, and then we all eat together. If I know he’s going to be later, I feed the kids before he gets home. It’s then time for one last show, stories, pajamas, brushing teeth, and the whole nighttime routine for the twins. Music, toys put in the bed, light-up toys turned on, cream on their cheeks, lights out, and door closed.
If I haven’t had a chance, I sometimes run to the store by myself. Otherwise, I help my husband pick up toys one last time.
Then, it’s usually time for me to work while my husband and Mr. B do something. Tonight, they practiced riding his new bike, and then they will practice his reading. He then gets in his pajamas and watches one more Scooby Doo. He also gets another story before he goes to sleep in his VW Tent (which is on top of his bed right now.)
It’s now about 9 pm.
Needless to say, Mom and Dad are pretty tired. We usually watch TV, and are both in bed by 10:30 pm.
Now, go check out some other, “Day in the life…” posts. Just click on the pictures below.
What does a typical day look like for you?