While I'm away drowning myself in our brand new baby Ocean, I asked a few other bloggers if they'd help keep you all company. I was very pleased to get so many responses because that means I can enjoy this little guy for that much longer.
So happy to have Heather help out today. I really love her spunky personality and her wonderfully breastfed cherub baby, Benjamin. Thank you, Heather!*****
Hello to my new friends, you wonderful readers of Milk-Friendly! I’m super-dee-duper (we’re all moms here, right? Barney reference? …Crickets…) psyched to be guest blogging for Maryam while she enjoys new baby bliss and her crazy adorable new little nugget. Just thinking about it is giving me The Fever all over again. Anyway, it’s an honor to be posting here. I’m Heather and I blog at Cookies For Breakfast. If you like what you see here today, come join the fun everywhere I social-medialize!
That’s me, my husband Derek, and our cutie little son, Benjamin. Okay, our cutie big son. We raise 95th percentilers in the Cookies For Breakfast household! At the time of writing this post, Ben is almost 7 months old, and you’ll notice that in my “day in the life” post, we don’t take any breaks to sit Ben in his high chair to feed him, because he’s only had the boob nectar so far. Talk about milk-friendly (and no, I don’t want a medal… but perhaps a small parade… tee hee)! I’ve also left out diaper changes & nursing sessions, save for the first and last of the day. Trust me, there’s plenty of both going on. Does this pique your interest? Want to know what it is I do all day? (My husband sure does, and contrary to popular belief, I do not sit and eat bonbons all day!) OKAY! And now, for what you’ve all been waiting for… a day in my life with the cutest baby in the world (Benjamin, obvi!)! ~~~~ At 9ish in the morning, Ben wakes me up by babbling loudly, pulling my hair, poking me in the eyes or some combination of the three. Yes, my day really typically starts around 9. That’s one of the few benefits to having a baby that doesn’t sleep through the night. Okay, it’s the only benefit. But nice nonetheless.
We stay in bed, and as he nurses away, I catch up via cell phone on whatever’s happened overnight on Facebook, email, Twitter, Instagram, and my favorite blogs. By the time he’s done, it’s high time to get to business. And by business I mean diaper changes, coffee, hair, and makeup. Let us all not get too excited and duped into thinking I do my hair and put makeup on every day. Most days, yes, just so I don’t walk around looking like Medusa.
On this day, we have laundry duty. I said I lived a thrilling life, right? I recently made the brilliant decision to set up the ironing board in our bedroom – it previously was stored in Benjamin’s closet and had to be dragged out every time I ironed (which meant, I never ironed!) – so now I can iron the clothes as I put them away. Genius. As I tackle the insane piles of clothes, Benjamin enjoys some playtime with my computer power cord (relax, he’s supervised!) and takes in a little Kathie Lee & Hoda, our fave.
Look at me, making it seem like I’m the best housewife of all time – doing laundry, ironing my husband’s clothes. Impressive. And it’s a good thing I documented laundry/ironing day, because it rarely happens like this. Finally, it’s time to venture downstairs for breakfast (scrambled eggs, wheat toast with apple butter, and leftover sweet potatoes with honey mustard… random, absolutely), playtime, & blogging. I set Ben up with a few toys on an old comforter, to pad his fall when he inevitably topples over. Within a minute, our crazy dog, Cooper, joins the blanket party, which Ben finds endlessly hilarious.
Ben looooves going outside, and I’m currently
losing to competing against my husband in a 1-month weight loss challenge, so it’s time for a 2-mile walk. Within 3 minutes, Ben is napping away and doesn’t wake up again until we’re home. Which gives me plenty of time to snap away on my camera like a looney.
Even after all this, we somehow still have daylight to burn before Derek gets home from work. Ben and I hop in the car and head out to a playground near our house – which, get excited… is Benjamin’s FIRST time at a playground, and first time in a real swing! I realize the relative absurdity of using a shopping cart cover in the swing, but in my opinion, you can never be too hygienic. Especially at a place full of children.
Amazingly, I managed to document almost everything about this day in photos, except for dinner and our bedtime routine. So let’s pretend we had penne with turkey meatballs (something I DID have a photo of) and fast forward to bedtime.
After dinner, we clean up, and start getting ready for bed. Anywhere between 8 and 9, Benjamin gets on his super-large nighttime cloth diaper (seriously, he legit looks like a sumo wrestler), cover it with a pair of shorts, and he nurses until he falls asleep.
I catch up on DVR, do some blogging activities, and then go to sleep – usually not before midnight.
And that, my friends, is what I do all day!