I don’t know how long I will be doing this haphazard blog thing. But I have a little time and something I actually wanted to write about so here we go…When we lived in Burlingame we did this nightly walk around the block. I told CJ once I wanted to write a book about this rudimentary walk, but how we tried to make it a fun adventure for Nola. Sadly it never happened and now I don’t remember much other than watching the water going into the sewer system, envying these homes we would have loved to buy, pointing out this bunny statue?? commenting on some of the home’s horrible horrible landscaping and Nola’s sweetest little totter of a walk. It doesn’t sound too grand, but here’s the thing, these daily routines are what make the majority of our lives and doesn’t that familiarity what make it special? For me it does, and those are the things I want to remember. Fast forward to today and I want to remember our ho-hum, scheduled Tuesday mornings when Nola goes to Preschool.
7:15 – We are frantically getting Nola breakfast and wrangling Jonas in some shape of form (that’s typically all day everyday actually). Thankfully Nola wakes up pretty upbeat and typically chats away while getting ready. We need to be on her to eat because she’s pokey! Her breakfast consists of either oatmeal, a waffle, fruit, yogurt, toast and avocado or cheerios. Her outfit is always picked out the night before so thankfully that’s one thing we don’t have to worry about.
7:30 – We make sure she has her folder and backpack (empty contents in folder and look over papers last minute because we are those parents) and her boots, snow pants, hat and gloves are in her bag (she loves reminding us that ONE day we forgot her stuff, oy).
7:45 – CJ takes Nola to school and I hang with Jonas boy and we get ready for the day. If I didn’t have time to feed Jonas earlier I do that now as well.
8:30 – Typically every Tuesday we meet up with my neighbor moms for breakfast which is a highlight of the day. I think I remembered Jonas’ sippy and snacks, maybe once???? I don’t feel so bad since I just fed the kid, but then my other friend has it together and always has those things and I kind of feel like a schmuck. Jonas starts off in a high chair, then he starts squirming, eventually is standing in the high chair, I try holding in my lap, and then all hell breaks loose and I let him down. We humor this idea for maybe five minutes and then I need to go.
9:30 – Now it doesn’t pay to go back home so I typically get gas and head to some store and bum around.
9:45 – This week we went to Target and Jonas normally starts off pretty good in the cart. We typically find what we need and most likely some things we don’t. I can last a little bit longer if I give Jonas to chew on, but he then starts getting tired and crabby. That’s when I put him in the ergo and walk around a little more to kill time.
10:40 – We drive over to Nola’s school. I sing and hope he falls asleep. This way getting Nola isn’t as tricky.
10:57 – I watch in Nola’s window into her classroom and see her class singing their goodbye songs. Nola’s always singing and doing the motions and I am so proud! I’m so thankful how much she loves school and how great she’s doing.
11:00 – Nola’s teacher always asks the kids if they want to give her a high-five or a hug and it warms my heart that Nola always chooses a hug. Then she sees me and runs and gives me the biggest bear hug, which I love so much. She has to show me what’s in her folder and off we go.
11:05 – I am always tempted to get carryout at Noodles or McDonalds, but I try to stay strong and just make lunch at home.
11:20 – When we get home and I’m frantic trying to get lunch for everyone before any meltdowns because both kids are hungry and tired.
These mornings are always full and I really enjoy spending time with just Jonas. On Thursday we bum at home until it’s time to get Nola and then Jonas and I have a lot of play time. But it’s funny because though I know he loves the one on one attention, it just seems like he is happier when he’s in the presence of his sister.