6 am - Get woken up by my husband's alarm clock.
6:15 am - Get woken up by alarm again, since he didn't turn it off but rather accidentally "snoozed" it.
6:18 am - Somehow put baby back to sleep.
7 am - Wake up for real
Pee alone for first and only time today
Get fifth nosebleed in three days
Try to turn three day old bagel into acceptable breakfast; fail. Instead have yogurt.
7:15 am - Baby wakes up for real. Nurse him. Change diaper.
7:22 am - Baby poops, change diaper again.
Here I start losing track of time...
Get on computer to check email, write brilliant blog post.
Elizabeth wakes up.
Change another baby diaper.
Dylan wakes up.
Change a hideous toddler poo diaper.
Pass out yogurt to big kids. Elizabeth chooses blueberry then decides she ~neeeeeds~ to have strawberry. Dylan has the only strawberry left.
Mediate disagreement. Break up wrestling match over yogurt.
Clean up spilled yogurt.
Change another poopy baby diaper.
8:30 am - Tell Elizabeth to start thinking about what she'll wear that day.
Baby falls asleep in bouncy chair.
Dylan pokes baby.
Baby wakes up.
8:45 am - Tell Elizabeth AGAIN to pick out an outfit.
She returns in an acceptable ensemble. Tell her to get a brush for her crazy bed head.
9 am - No brush in hand, Elizabeth returns. Ask her to pick out clothes for Dylan. She fails several times before coming up with a decent outfit.
9:05 am - Nurse baby.
9:12 am - Elizabeth runs by with a brush.
9:15 am - Dylan is in a diaper, no clothes...
Between now and 9:45 I have to brush Elizabeth's hair properly, dress Dylan, finish nursing Ben, dress Ben, dress myself, load all children into the car and leave for our appointment.
10:30 am - Appointment
Whenever THAT'S done, I have to reload children, drive to cable company, unload children, pay cable bill, reload children. Probably somewhere in here, nurse Ben.
We are planning to visit the park, but it's dang windy, so we might skip it, who knows.
Then I promised Elizabeth she could buy new ~~strawberry~~ yogurt, so she'd always have some to eat, so we have to do that too.
I figure we'll get back home around 2 pm when I will want desperately to collapse into a heap, but will instead have to finish laundry, wash dishes, make dinner, change umpteen more diapers, say "Stop touching that!" about 700 times and "Stop hitting each other!" about 750 times. Add in more nursing.
Then Bob will get home around 6 pm.
We'll eat dinner, clean up dinner, wash more dishes. Nursing baby. Change more diapers.
Dylan will demand to watch "Alvin and the Chipmunks" around 7:15 pm.
He will run out of his room hollering about something at around 7:17 pm.
At 8 pm Dylan will go to bed for the first time. By about 8:45 it will stick.
Change more diapers. Fend off Elizabeth's
9 pm - Elizabeth falls asleep on the couch.
I put the baby into his bassinet.
9:05 pm - Baby cries.
Nursing, nursing, more diapers.
9:37 pm - Baby falls asleep.
9:38 pm - I fall asleep.
I'll wake up to nurse Ben at 11:45 pm, 2:45 am and 4:45 am.
Then we start over.