I’m back with another A Day In The Life Of… It’s a chance for other bloggers to share what a typical day looks like for them. I’m proper nosey and I love to see what people get up to in their day. It’s also a great chance for you to find some more blogs that you might like to follow.
Today we have Educating Roversi, Becky lives in West Yorkshire with her husband and their son.
Here is what a typical day looks like for her…
This is what a typical day looks like in our household during the week (weekends we just go with the flow).
06.30: I wake, not by my two year old but my mind working over time as we have a week until a big competition my students are performing in and there is still so much to do. I lay in bed and do a little research on my phone or make a list to ease my mind.
07.10: Little L wanders into our room and snuggles up in bed with us. I love this time on a morning when he’s still a little sleepy and we can cuddle in the dark and quiet…obviously this only lasts a few minutes before his limbs fly about and we get kicked in various body parts.
07.30:We go downstairs, leaving Daddy in bed as he works 14 hour days and needs the extra sleep. Little L watches a bit of TV while I catch up on some blog and work stuff.
08.15: I wash up (last nights pots that I couldn’t be bothered to do because I’d been working until past 10pm) and make L some toast with jam on, a change from his usual cereal that he requested. I was obsessed with cereal when pregnant and he has my love for it too! Whilst he’s eating I make a food list of things we need to get today.
08.30: My hubby gets up and takes over with our son while I go and make myself look human for the day.
09.00: Little L comes upstairs and I get him ready for the days. This involves him taking his PJ’s off and exclaiming “I’m doing a naked dance for you!” We then head back downstairs, both dressed, and he’s playing with his trains while I enjoy a Weight Watcher’s friendly shredded wheat and banana for breakfast.
09.30: Husband decides to give L a pear then leave for work, just as we’re leaving – this results in a sticky, pear juice toddler…great. I get him cleaned up and we’re off with our list to Sainsbury’s! After a Supermarket Sweep style dash around Sainsbury’s, I leave L in the car while I take the shopping inside and put any fridge stuff in there. Then we’re off again, down to Tumble Tots.
10:30: Our son spends 45 minutes letting off some steam through climbing, jumping, rolling, sliding and much more. He masters the roly poly finally then, like a typical boy tries to turn it into a flip before giving up on his activity and proceeding to run rings around the room so I make a Time Out corner and he goes to it to think about how he should behave in Tumble Tots. One mum tells me she just lets hers run and he eventually comes back to her. I refrain from saying that I like more control over my child than that and just smile politely.
11:30: I realise I forgot to get another cake tin so we pop to Co-Op to get one…and end up with a Malteaser Bunny too, for AFTER his tea..
12.00: My lovely friend Leanne comes for my nail appointment. The toddler is kept occupied by a picnic lunch – pasta, orange, cheese, ham, crisps etc then is allowed to watch Secret Life of Pets to keep him quiet. It doesn’t work and he manages to get his hands on one of Leanne’s glitter pots….the hoover ends up out and he is in Time Out again.
13.30: Lunch time for me and I indulge and use some Weight Watcher’s points on a sausage sandwich. It was heaven. Then I wrestle L into some less sticky, crumpled clothes and re dress myself so we are both suitable for “Mummy’s work”.
14.30: A manic two hours of me running around like a lunatic trying to arrange costumes, make up and shouting at the odd student. Poor L is left on a seat watching the rehearsal and his iPad. Luckily my friend comes to watch him while I run between rooms.
16:30: I promised my son that he could make a cake for Daddy for his birthday like Peppa bakes for Daddy Pig so I drag the mixer out and we set to making a chocolate cake. To be honest, it’s the last thing I want to do. Johndad (the Little Man’s grandad – my mums partner) turns up and Janma (my mum) arrives half an hour after as it’s their weekly night to come for their tea. Johndad is a length and washes up as we bake then Janma sorts Mini R’s tea while I finish off and begin cooking our tea. We are a well oiled machine!
18.30: Janma takes L upstairs to get him ready for bed and I look on my laptop for a few props/costume items for our performance next week. Janma and the little guy come downstairs for some Paw Patrol before bed.
19.15: Janma always does bedtime on a Wednesday so takes L up to bed for a story and sleep. I begin to dish up tea while she does and I finally sit my bum in a chair. We talk mainly about my work and the stress and anxiety build up.
19.45: Mum offers to give me a massage before I make the butter icing for Daddy’s cake which I eagerly agree to. It relaxes me enough to calmly and thoughtfully start a way of making buttercream without filling my kitchen with a cloud of icing sugar. Johndad leaves to walk to tenelderly neighbours dog and Mum helps me finish the cake…whilst taking the pi*s out of it looking like an elephant foot! Then there’s the small matter of covering it and hiding it till tomorrow.
20.30: Mum heads off home and I finish clearing up and complete my food diary for the day.
21.00: My heart sinks when I go upstairs and find clothes everywhere. I’m a neat and tidy person but my life has been chaos recently so therefore my house is too…particularly my dressing room so I set to putting clothes away then blissfully climbed into bed about half past the hour.
22.00: A quick phone call from my Life Partner and bestie after a text from her earlier in the day said “Miss your face”. Her life is an manic as mine so we hastily catch up on the main points of each other’s lives before we say goodnight and I finally can sleep.