Two in a row: my red letter day
Posted on June 17th, 2010
P is down for her second nap in as many days. Unbelievable!
The rest of this post is one of those boring “I ate a ham sandwich” posts. Read no further if you hate that sort of thing.
So it’s strange, but this crappy, cloudy stay-at-home day is one of the best SAHM days I can recall having. It didn’t get off to a great start: I didn’t sleep well, because I had P in bed with us; we were almost out of milk, which meant I had to pace P and insist she eat real food for breakfast (she likes breakfast about as much as I do); we woke up kind of late – around 8; she wasn’t happy with the three Sesame Street episodes we had to choose from; and I am super achey and sore – my back hurts, my feet hurt, and I’m retaining water. It’s so annoying. And I have a headache.
Anyway, despite all that, it’s just been a good, productive day. During Sesame Street, I got the dishwasher going and cleaned the bathroom. After Sesame Street, I dusted and vacuumed, then made “an egg” for P to play in – this involves my putting her comforter on the floor and folding it over her. She will either hang out under there, or will pretend to hatch from it. (Some of her naps come from falling asleep in her “egg.”) That transitioned into playing “nest,” when she puts lots of stuffed animals on the top of the folded over comforter. We hung out in the nest and played dinosaurs for a while and read a couple of books.
I made quesadillas for lunch (not the favorite, insisted upon grilled cheese, but close enough). She fell asleep around 1:30, and I’ve made more coffee, written about 1000 words of the novel, prepped tilapia enchiladas for dinner, am on the second load of laundry, and am typing this post. I made an appointment for a massage (something I haven’t had in months and months and months) – maybe on Saturday, I’ll be able to tilt my head to the side without hearing pop-pop-pop all the way down my neck. I read some of the Atlantic and The Map That Changed The World. I realized that I still have heartburn because the now-OTC Prevacid I’m taking is only half as strong as the prescription stuff I’d been taking (yeah, I feel like an idiot). But I’m glad I can stop eating Tums like they were Tic-Tacs.
Anyway, back to the novel. Yay for naps!