Saturday.

7:45- I can hear Jack’s door creak open downstairs and a little voice calling, “Mama?” Grammy responds, and I can hear Luis moving around, so I roll over and stay under the covers for a minute longer.

7:53- Carolyn is awake and ripping pages out of one of my books, so it’s time to get up. Throw on leggings and a yoga pullover, slip on my TOMS, and go downstairs. Jack and Carolyn get dressed, and we all go to the kitchen to start on breakfast (and the dishes from last night).

8:15- Smoothie time! We seriously have a smoothie almost every morning. It’s just so easy.

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Also, Great Harvest flax bread with sun butter, and mango and banana chunks.

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We haven’t even made a significant dent in the case of champagne mangoes we bought last week! I’ve been storing them in the crisper bin of the fridge and pulling two or three out at a time to let them ripen, but we still have twelve or thirteen in there!

8:55- Leave to drop Luis off at work.

9:05- Home! We clean up a bit (i.e., stack the dishes in the sink), and Jack wanders around the house picking up small pieces of dirt and throwing them away. We show Grammy our order of spring gear. Mommy is way too excited.

9:25- Upstairs to change diapers and put on long-sleeved shirts and long pants, since it’s a little chilly today. The kids go over to my friend’s mother’s house for a few hours every Saturday, and she often takes them to feed ducks by a local pond. They love it.

9:40- Outside to keep Grammy company while she hangs laundry. Jack pulls Carolyn around the yard in their wagon.

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9:50- Mom throws together extra clothes and diapers for the kids while they’re out. We pack a lunch of brown rice and black beans that they are unlikely to eat.

10:10- Drop the kids off with Ally’s mum! They’re excited- she has crackers and hummus, and it’s the best.

10:40- I head over to Starbucks to respond to emails, check Facebook, read a few articles on NPR, start my Modern Art core assessment paper, research our scientist for the Integration of Knowledge project (Ellen Swalow Richards), and try to put together a reading list for Wednesday night.

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I’m feeling totally lost, not sure what to read or how to order them. Everything feels too heavy-handed and awkward. I think I’m going to have a panic attack in the middle of the Yardley Starbucks, so a desperate email goes out to Chris asking for help. My phone dies 😡

1:30- Back to the house to pick up the kids. They are messy and wonderful, and had a great time (as usual)!

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1:45- Home to try to negotiate naps, since they both fell asleep in the car on the way home. This doesn’t usually work out the way I want it to, but I still try every time. We change diapers and shirts (again), and I leave Jack in his room to fall asleep. This is a huge mistake.

2:15- Try to hang laundry one-handed while Carolyn screams in my arms. Every time I put her down, she runs away, throws a basket, or rips down my mother’s laundry. After a few minutes I give up and toss the diapers into the dryer.

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2:22- Try to toss together some kind of lunch for myself. The kids ate at Ally’s Mum’s, but I haven’t had anything but tea since my smoothie this morning. Broccoli and beans go into a pan to sear, arugula into a bowl, and shredded carrot, avocado, and leftover beans and rice on top. Apple cider vinaigrette on top, and a noodle bowl on the side (that Carolyn eventually rips off the counter and spills everywhere).

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3:10- Carolyn is still crying and squirming around. When I put her down, she bolts for the stairs. It’s around this time that I give up hope of getting anything done this afternoon (dishes, folding the dry diapers, keeping my head from exploding…)

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I can hear Jack moving around in his room and decide to go up and check.

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3:11- Jack has gotten into the Baby Bee lotion. He has also emptied a to-go bag and a storage bin full of clothes that don’t fit yet. His diaper is a mess. Carolyn is still crying. I dig deep for patience and some sense of humor.

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3:20- Jack is cleaned up and receives stern orders not to open the storage bin again. The lotion is stashed in the closet. Carolyn and I head downstairs to try to chill her out. I read up on the aurora that might be visible over our area tonight and call to make dinner reservations with Ally.

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3:55- Carolyn finally falls asleep on my shoulder after screaming it out. My arms feel like jell-o. I can still hear Jack moving around.

4:02- Go up to check on Jack and find him…..asleep in his bed.

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Ordinarily I wouldn’t let them fall asleep this late because it would compromise their bedtime later tonight, but….I’m meeting Ally for dinner. Luis is on bedtime duty again, because I blocked out tonight to spend out of the house, and I really need a minute right now to sit with a mug of tea and breathe. So they sleep, and I try to have a minute to myself.

4:27- Carolyn is up. Even though we’re weaning, I try to nurse her back to sleep to edge a little more quiet time out of the afternoon. I have NO CLUE what we’re having for dinner, and am totally wiped out. Veganomicon to the rescue!

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I manage to throw together a quinoa and kidney bean soup, which actually turned out to be super delicious. Also, everything could be done with one hand. Bonus! We set the soup on the stove and head outside to take in my Mum’s laundry. Jack is still asleep.

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5:05- Carolyn decides she wants to visit Jack, so while I’m digging for more dish soap she climbs the stairs. By the time I go after her, she’s already in his room and his eyes are open. He is not happy, but seems better when he’s laying on me, so we do that for a few minutes. Diaper changes and pants, and back downstairs.

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5:20- Soup is done! I somehow manage to get the dishes done in a small window of time while the kids play. Hurray! Dinner is served!

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At this point, I’m pretty tired and looking forward to some relief tonight. The kids start flinging their beans at each other, so dinner is quickly over. Carolyn is not happy.

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5:50- I convince them to play in the sun room long enough for me to fold the diapers. They’re thrilled to help.

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6:30- Grammy’s home! There is a lot of jumping around and yelling.

6:50- My Mum offers to pick up Luis from work. Carolyn and I go upstairs so I can get changed into clothes that don’t have bean smushed into them.

7:10- Luis gets home, and I pass off Carolyn. They’re both way overstimulated and are off the chain. I’m ready for a break.

7:20- I switch bags, get my bike out of the garage, give the kids big hugs and kisses, and text Ally to let her know I’m on my way.

7:35- Arrive at Oishi. Ally and I talk, laugh, drink wine, and eat pad thai and veggie sushi. Yummmm!

10:00- Over to Ally’s house to lay out the pieces I’m thinking of reading on Wednesday. I really needed some insight into what I should read and how to order everything, so this was totally necessary. She rocks my world with fresh bread from their bread machine. Amazing!

12:35- Home! Tomorrow is great because Luis has off from work, so there is an extra set of hands to help out. Also, both of us being home means that we can take the kids out to the playground and for a walk, and I don’t feel panicked, like I’m trapped if they lose their cool.

12:47- Go down to check Jack. He’s ripped his pajama bottoms off, so I replace them and tuck him back in.

1:01- Tuck myself in to bed. Gooooodnight!

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