I wanted to type this post last night, but Josh was heading to bed so I decided to wait until this morning so we could have some time to talk. One topic of brief discussion, "What in the world were you thinking when you encouraged me to start a blog? You know I'm obsessive! Like I needed something else thrown on my super-woman plate!" But I'm actually enjoying this- so far.
So here's a run-down of my attempt to juggle my new life!
Monday: 8/8/11
Wyatt and I started our day by going to the park. I wanted to start the day in my Super-Mom role because it just makes me happy! It was awesome to be able to hear him squeal with delight when we pulled into the parking lot and he saw the slides. He was SO excited! We had such a great time just spending that time together, but MAN was it HOT!
Not the greatest pics - taken with the Droid! :(
Anything he could drive... he did!
So happy to be at the park!
A little mountain goat, just like his mama!
Playing on the "big kid" side of the park.
We stayed at the park for a bit, then left and headed off to the grocery store. It was time to switch over to being Super-Wife. Because I'm not earning a consistent paycheck, planning the weekly menu (to avoid the temptation of eating out), couponing, and cooking meals is my way of helping us out financially. I shopped for the week, used coupons, and ended up saving 32% of my bill. I was pretty pleased b/c I actually left the store knowing I needed everything in that buggy. Wyatt was a trooper! We hurried home, ate lunch, and Wyatt went down for his nap. I hurried to put dinner in the crock-pot, and rushed to the computer to catch up on some work.
At that time- Super-Business Owner was in full effect! I uploaded galleries, contacted clients, worked on the website, archived pictures, burned pics onto disks for sending to clients, and slapped labels on them right up until the moment that Wyatt woke up from his nap.
Josh came home soon after, and we all sat down to Cajun Pork Chops and Rice, a new recipe I was trying out. Cleaning up from dinner, then Wyatt's bath, straightening up the house- and I sat down just in time to get up and go to bed! Day 1 had me whipped!
Papaw called you his "little mountain goat" because you were climbing out of your crib, pushing the bar stools over to climb on the countertops to reach "child-restricted items and your pacey." I could list more, but mom had 2 other children then and you did get ahead of me, occasionally, I'll have to admit. I love the way you write. You should write children"s books or write for parenting magazines in your spare time.
ReplyDeleteLove ya bunches,
Mom