Everynight I ask myself the same question: Where did the day go? I have no idea what's become of the 16 hours per day I spend awake. I have nothing to show for. I must have accomplished something with all my time…I just can't seem to figure out what.
Besides feeding the baby, burping the baby, changing the baby, putting the baby down for a nap…and starting all over again when she wakes up…I guess I don't get much else accomplished. For the past 3 days I've been trying to find the time to put my laundry away, and get the desktop PC back up & running, and organize the paperwork that's taking over my desk. None of that has happened yet, and to be honest, I don't see it happening in the near future. I think it's pretty amazing I manage to brush my teeth and get dressed everyday! That deserves a cookie.
Honestly, I give it up to all you single parents out there. I don't know what I would do without my husband. He comes home for lunch everyday to make sure I get to eat lunch. And after a full day at work, he comes home and makes dinner for us. Not only does he make dinner, he also cleans up after dinner. I know, I'm pretty lucky.
He's the greatest. I wouldn't be able to do this parenthood thing on my own, that's for sure. So what if he freaks out & passes her to me when the baby won't stop crying? So what if he's confused by Baby Einstein and Bumbo seats? And so what if he constantly forgets to put her bloomers back on or snap her bodysuit back up when he changes her diaper? At least he did up the diaper, right? There are just some things he's not so good at…like how I'm not good at loading the dishwasher! (He claims I put the dishes in backwards. Who knew that was possible?)
So yeah, the 16 hours of my day…sadly I think they're gone, along with my 24" waistline. Some things you just can't get back. But seeing Kiana smile at me and speak dolphin to me…that makes it all worthwhile.