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A Day in the life

I thought it would be fun to write about a typical day in my life these days, both for others' entertainment (or not), and for future reference when I wonder what life was like for me in this stage of my life. So here goes.

A "typical" day varies, but this is just a snapshot. 
Yesterday, Thursday, I woke up around 6:15 I think. I made sure James's backpack and lunch were ready, prepared a simple breakfast for him (French toast sticks and a kefir drink that he surprisingly really likes), and woke him up around 7 to eat and get ready for school. Ryan ate breakfast also and then took him to school. They left about 7:30 as usual. I made breakfast for myself and when Elijah woke up, I changed and fed him. 
    From 8:30-10, I took care of the baby, did dishes and laundry, and eventually, laid Elijah down for a quick nap around 10. Once he was napping, I did my makeup and got ready for chapel. Once I was completely ready and everything was ready for the baby, I woke him up, changed him, and we headed out the door. It was about 10:40. At chapel, Ryan joined us. I play piano on Tuesdays and Thursdays during the music set. (On Monday evenings, I join the worship team for an hour of practice preparing for chapels)
    After chapel, we drove to town for lunch together. Back at home, I took care of Elijah, worked on schoolwork as able (I'm in week one of a Biblical Worship class through Liberty), and took advantage of the mild temps yesterday to take a walk in the sunshine. At 3, we picked James up from school. His school is about 10 minutes away, so it is a 10-minute drive there, waiting in the pickup line approximately 5 to 10 minutes, then 10 minutes home. So, it's a 30-minute time commitment but I'm happy to get that time in the car to spend with my boys and get out of the house too.
    Back home, I let James play on his iPad while I worked on uploading some material to my online piano class that I'm teaching this semester. Once that was done, I juggled taking care of the baby who was clingy/fussy with helping James with his math homework. Ryan got home sometime after 5 just as I was feeding the fussy baby a bottle. I had not started supper just because of the clinginess of the baby, the length of working on the homework, etc. which I explained to Ryan. I've cooked every evening this week-not that I'm complaining, I enjoy cooking. He offered to go get pizza and that sounded great to me!
    Once he got back, we ate, cleaned up supper, and just hung out till it was bedtime for the boys. James went to bed at 9 and I spent a few minutes talking with him in his room before lights out. Then I worked on getting our little silly baby to settle down for bed. He finally fell asleep around 9:30 or 9:45. I then worked on my schoolwork until 11 before calling it a night along with Ryan.
    That is a typical day. Normally, I would have taught one piano student after lunch yesterday too, but he had to cancel today. So it was not quite as busy as a normal Thursday. There is never a dull moment. I'm so grateful for this season and hope I will always cherish these days.

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