My day started at 5:30. I was hoping that I didn't really hear the baby, and it was a dream, but no dice.
We get up, I nurse the baby, beg dh to make coffee.
Go get coffee, let the dog out.
Baby screams cause I went outside, and he wants to go "out, out, out."
Get breakfast for baby.
Let him eat cereal in front of the Wiggles while I drink coffee.
Tell daddy bye-bye. Another screaming fit, "out, out, out." Reassure him we'll go out soon.
Get dressed. Baby plays in bathroom.
Nurse baby down for nap. It's now 6:45.
Think about cleaning. Land on MDC instead. Have some more coffee
When the baby wakes up, we'll go over to Grandma's house, where she has an enormous back yard to play around in. And, she'll make us lunch.
We'll head back at afternoon nap time, nad he'll sleep in the car, while I listen to books on tape (she lives an hour away).
Play some in our living room and on our back deck. Watch the baby torment the poor dog. Encourage the dog to "run away if you don't like the baby". Watch the dog stand still and shake in fear instead of running.
Fold clothes while I watch Rachael Ray.
Cook supper while Daddy plays in the front yard.
Strip the baby down, we eat.
Bathe the baby, nighttime routine, and ah, it's 7:15, and all is quiet.