Seriously. It’s so incredibly boring. It’s just me blabbing to myself about where I am and what comes next. Save yourself and click back now.
I’m sitting just outside the door of our little TriBeCa (see how I capitalized correctly? and oh, yes, I forgot to mention – we moved to NY!) apartment, on the worn carpet floor, indian-style (I do believe I just said something not politically correct – good, let’s not take it back), back against the wall, hunched over my laptop. Shhh…I’m hiding. There’s a two-year-old just inside who is mighty manipulative, in the most endearing way. If mommy is inside trying to work and daddy is putting her to bed, she’ll escape the bedroom and come crying to me as if traumatized. If I’m just outside the door, she happily goes to sleep for her daddy. So I’ve taken to sitting outside the door. My neighbors all ask “is it the two year old again?” I say simply, “yes.”
Are you asleep yet? We’re off to a fascinating start, aren’t we?
I have a delimah. dilimah. dilemma. Who the heck knows how to spell that word?? Not spellchecker, that’s for sure. Anyway, I digress. I’ve got two (and a secret third) blog. One’s about food. One’s about pregnancy and the first two years. The third is rarely updated and contains slightly abstract writing that would likely alienate any audience more than these posts even.
Point is, I need to rearrange, consolidate, change the subject a little to reflect where I currently am. Does that make sense? But the thought of dealing with all that technical stuff just exhausts me! Any volunteers? Oh well. Never mind, tomorrow is another day. I’ll think about that tomorrow.
Where am I in life? I’ve abandoned all three of my blogs for quite some time. I could tell you what I’ve done with that free time, but it would bore you because you already know how busy we all are so that any free time is all to easily eaten up by a million other to-dos or, worse, Facebook and the like. By the way. I’m so deleting my Facebook account. The only reason I haven’t already is because I dread the task of salvaging photos I don’t want to lose that only live on Facebook. We got rid of cable t.v. and I highly, highly recommend this if you have things you want to accomplish at night. It worked better than I ever imagined.
So – where am I. We’re living in New York City. My husband, daughter, dog, and I. We live in a tiny but cute apartment in the overpriced neighborhood TriBeCa. I love the neighborhood but if we’d known the city better we would have chosen a cheaper but equally awesome neighborhood. I am staying home with Catherine and doing freelance writing at home for extra money. I intended to get a job right away, but I found a million other things to do besides job/nanny hunt – namely, savor this fleeting time when I get to spend every minute of the day with my daughter.
This week, after a series of events I cannot mention here, I started a new routine. Every day is thoroughly planned in advance, and I stick to the routine. I’m getting much more done and our days are going so much more smoothly.
Here’s an example of how our days go.
- Take Meeks (our dog) out for a quick walk.
- Make Catherine’s breakfast (examples: fruit and bacon; fruit and oatmeal; veggie omelet)
- Morning run while Chris showers/gets dressed/watches Catherine.
- Take Catherine to the park with her scooter/stroller/bubbles/current favorite stuffed animal. (Or sometimes the grocery store, or errands I need to run, etc).
- Make a quick lunch (a simple spin on leftovers usually) and eat together. Take Meeks out.
- Nurse, book, nap by 2pm.
- While Catherine naps, I get furiously to work on freelance or other computer-related tasks or undesirable customer service phone calls.
- Catherine wakes after about an hour and a half to two hours if I’m lucky, and I give her a snack (green smoothies; homemade treats; yogurt; etc.) and we have a planned activity. Sometimes that’s coloring, sometimes blocks, sometimes a special surprise I’ve created for her.
- Then she “helps” me clean, do laundry, etc. and make a super-quick, tasty, nutritious dinner. I’ve stopped making overly intricate nightly feasts in order to invest that time more wisely. Catherine eats by 6pm.
- We take Meeks out.
- I give her a bath, read her books, nurse her, brush her teeth, and put her to bed (sometimes Chris puts her to bed, especially since I turned over a new leaf and began requesting it so that I can have some time to work on my own projects. I’m not a night owl so if I don’t start by 8pm it’s really difficult to accomplish anything). She is in bed by 8pm. And I am out the door to write. Whether it’s for my freelance work, the blog, or a short story, I’m using this time to write.
That’s a great example of how our typical day goes. Everything down to every meal is extremely planned out in advance. That’s my secret to good days.
Catherine’s naps this week have been used to research nursery schools and get my job credentials up to date, leaving nights for freelance mostly.
My goals continue to be:
- to soak in every second of motherhood and be the amazing mom Catherine deserves.
- to give my writing the time it deserves.
- and on a related note, to give myself the time I need to make the above happen.
I refuse to bore you further.