Day In The Life: Spring 2019

This DITL turned out to be a lot of laundry and cleaning, but hey! I was running out of time getting this done before summer hit. And it was horribly gloomy and rainy out, and I wasn’t feeling the best, so here it is.

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Day in the Life: Spring 2019

Sunday, May 19th

Chris is 36, Risa is 33, Olivia is 3.5, Baby Q is a 15-week old fetus, and Toby is 10 years old.

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7:00 am- Olivia comes and wakes me up. I tell her Daddy is out on the couch and he can turn the TV on for her. I have to pee but not as bad as I would think so I go back to sleep. No, I do have to pee. Eat three crackers and go back to bed.

9:00 am- I wake up. I’m so tired. I feel like I’m still back in my eighth week of pregnancy. I shut my eyes again.

10:00 am- Decide I should get up. Text Chris asking if he can bring in some of the Jimmy Dean sandwiches from the garage freezer and pop one in the microwave for me. I stand up and immediately have to heave. I clench my jaw and throw my hair up in a ponytail. I go the bathroom and of course have to poop. Mind over matter. I make out of there (barely) and head to the living room. Chris is getting Olivia dressed on the couch. They’re going to go grocery shopping in a bit. I grab my breakfast and sit on the couch while Olivia eats a snack of pretzels and a cheese stick.

“You know dat guy?” she asks me, pointing at the TV. She’s watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on Netflix. She comes over as I’m eating and whispers in my ears. “Rat pile.”

“Raphael,” I correct her.

“Yes, Ra-pee-el!”

10:50 am- Chris brings down the laundry and we get Olivia on the potty. She is NOT amused. They’re getting ready to go. I clean up the bedroom a little bit and say goodbye to them when they leave, asking if he can get me Coco Puffs. It’s what the baby wants. I decide I feel well enough to take a shower so I hop in and then get dressed. I finished cleaning up the room and go through the box of old maternity clothes under the bed and pull some of the shirts out to wash. I grab a drink of water because I’m dying of thirst and then I head downstairs to switch out the laundry. It’s not quite done yet, so I grab all of the clothes that have been hanging for the last week and a half and bring those upstairs. I refill my water bottle and grab a peppermint Lifesaver that’s randomly sitting on the stove top because I’m starting to feel gaggy again and it actually helps. I sit down to read The Goblet of Fire for a few minutes until the laundry is done and I can switch it out.

12:05 pm- Head downstairs to switch out the laundry. I grab some dishes from the family room downstairs and head up to put them in the kitchen sink. Another wave of dry heaving hits me and I realize I probably need to eat something again. I grab a sleeve of Ritz and go back to the couch.

12:35 pm- Chris calls and says they are leaving the grocery store. He asks if I can start the oven for a pizza he’s bringing home.

1:00 pm- They arrive home. Olivia hollers up the stairs, “Mom! We have your Coco Puffs!” She wants me to read Cry Bunny. I start reading, trailing off as I start feeling sick.

“You peel naushus Mama?” I eat some more crackers and we read three more books while we wait for the pizza. She plays for a bit before it’s time to eat and she goes to wash her hands.

1:30 pm- We sit down to eat. I eat two pieces of pizza and some grapes and am stuffed.

Olivia keeps asking me if I’m nauseous. Afterward, I go strip our bedsheets and Chris gets Olivia down for her nap. She wants to wear underwear to bed and I say it’s OK because I’m planning on washing her sheets anyway. After she goes down, Chris and I go downstairs and I help him switch out the laundry. Then I head back up to fold and put away the clothes while he preps the drumsticks we’re having for dinner later this week. I straighten my hair quick and sit down on the couch to catch up on some notes for this post. I sort of left the bedroom a disaster again, needing to cut some tags off some maternity tanks I got last week and the bed is now piled in clothes again. I cave and go put them away.

2:30 pm- Chris needs help putting the drumsticks in the freezer bags, so I pop a mint and go help him. After, I sit back on the couch to read.

3:30 pm- Chris brings up more laundry, so I head to the bedroom to fold this batch and put it away.

3:45 pm- I’m throwing some stuff away when Olivia wakes up. She’s wet the bed, just as I was assuming she would. Chris takes her to the bathroom and I set about changing her sheets. We have another load of laundry to do apparently. She’s playing with her lock and key toy when she says she now has to poop. Chris helps with that one. She wants some of my Ritz that are still sitting out on the coffee table and a cheese stick. I’ve lowered my standards so much since getting pregnant. Before this, she’d have to eat these at the table. I grab some peanut butter and snack on some crackers.

Chris starts vacuuming and Olivia runs from room to room, “helping” him.

4:40 pm- Olivia wants to play with her shells I brought her back from Galveston. I catch up on notes for this post as I multitask playing with her. She finds the purse I bought at the flea market a few weeks ago and is playing with it, putting her My Little Ponies in and zipping it closed. After a while, I’m concerned she’s going to break the zipper so I tell her to stop and give it to me. She proceeds to borderline tantrum, throwing her ponies and growling loudly. I ignore her and she’s soon rolling around the kitchen and kicking her legs around. I’m on Marketplace working out plans to pick up an activity bouncer for $15. Olivia abandons the floor and starts running around. I ask her to take her socks off so she doesn’t fall and she shouts at me, “Whyyyyy?” I tell her if she’s going to speak that way to me, I’m not going to talk to her. She spits on the floor. Chris comes upstairs and asks if she could come help. She tots off happily to him.

He brings up another load of laundry so I can fold them. He’s starting dinner of coconut shrimp in the air fryer. Olivia is downstairs playing with her beads

5:50 pm- We eat dinner and clean up. Olivia says she has a party ready for us downstairs. I tell her I’ll be down after I fold and put away the towels. She ends up helping me put them away. I go down there with her and we clean up her play area. Chris joins us when he’s done with the kitchen and we have our party. Olivia set out pizza and cookies and even has her baby sitting with us. We all fold the bedsheets and Olivia’s laundry and head upstairs.

7:40 pm- I read to Olivia while Chris vacuums the living room. She gets her Elderberry syrup with Chris and he helps her brush her teeth and gets her pull up and pajamas on.

8:10 pm- I refill my water bottle, mix up my magnesium drink (which makes me want to puke) and head downstairs with Chris. We speculate for a bit on how Game of Thrones is going to end and turn on HBO Go. Before we can start it, Olivia is already up. We can see her on the monitor opening her door to run out. Chris goes up to get her back to bed while I catch up on this post. I’m feeling really nauseous again so I go back upstairs and try to find my homeopathic ipecac. Olivia is singing loudly as I pass by her bedroom into my room. I find the little pills by my bed and take some. Head back downstairs and we start the show.

8:40 pm- Olivia is up again running down the hallway. Chris pauses the show to go and put her back to bed. I’m sipping my magnesium drink and trying not to throw up.

9:50 pm- I’m eating some chips and dip and the show ends. Chris and I are less than enthused about the finale and discuss the finer points on why this ending sucked.

10:35 pm- I head upstairs to brush my teeth and crawl into bed to read. Chris joins me a little bit later.

11:19 pm- It’s lights out. Olivia sleeps all night.