#Blogtober16 Day 15: A timeline of my day

October 15, 2016

This is a timeline of my Friday, but it’s not massively dissimilar to any other week day during my maternity leave!

Note: All times are approximate as timekeeping is impossible with a 4 month old baby!


6am: Wake up to alarm not from phone, but from boobs which feel like they are about to explode (or possibly implode). Go through to nursery to express.

6:30am: Finish expressing. Go downstairs to find I actually don’t have a clue how to set delay start on dryer, as all clothes are still wet. Put on dryer. Await dawning realisation that we only have one clean, dry muslin. Have breakfast of gluten free cornflakes with blueberries.

7am: Return to bedroom to find baby stirring. Change and feed her. Panic as she throws up all over single clean muslin.

9:30am: Rejoice as baby has gone back down to sleep in Snüzpod, allowing opportunity to shower and express before leaving for Bounce & Rhyme (which doesn’t start until 11:15am).

10am: Express while haphazardly applying makeup.

10:30am: Run around house packing changing back while praying simultaneously that baby will stay asleep until I’ve finished but wake up by herself in time to feed and change her before leaving.

10:50am: Breathe sigh of relief as baby wakes. Change and feed baby before bundling into car for Bounce and Rhyme.

11:13am: Block friend’s car in car park as have arrived too late to acquire space in library car park and no time to find alternative parking space on road and walk.

11:50am: Having enjoyed a busy Bounce and Rhyme session, spot self-weigh scales in corner of library. Weight baby but have no idea whether weight is good or not having paid little attention to weight or red book for several weeks.

12:10pm: Arrive home. Find hubby has left sandwiches in fridge. Score! Spend next hour trying to eat sandwiches while feeding baby who now insists on having ‘wind the bobbin up’ sung to her, or will shout and refuse to feed.

1:10pm: Take opportunity to bake cake by sitting baby in bouncy chair in apparent good mood.

1:20pm: Abandon all ideas of being cake baking domestic goddess and settle for having at least weighed all ingredients to bake said cake later. Take baby up to bedroom to suck lingering snot from the week’s cold out of her nose. Rejoice as baby falls asleep. Browse facebook/twitter/instagram on phone.

1:50pm: Baby wakes. Panic upon noticing the time and realising that I still need to express before leaving to meet friends at Costa (at 2:30pm).

2:00pm: Sit on sofa expressing while watching baby on play mat.

2:04pm: Watch as baby confidently rolls onto her front and commences self-induced tummy time.

2:06pm: Juggle pumping apparatus as I move to floor to one-handedly roll baby back onto her back as child seems to have forgotten this skill and has face-planted the play mat, grunting in frustration. Repeat action as baby repeatedly rolls onto front.

2:25pm: Message friends to say will be late. Feel slightly smug at minimal lateness as friend reveals poonami incident could result in more serious timekeeping ramifications. Change baby and bundle into car.

2:45pm: Arrive at Costa a mere 15 minutes late (which counts as on time, right?). Leave quite baby with friend while purchasing hot chocolate. Return minutes later to screaming baby who has apparently realised said friend isn’t me.

3:31pm: Laugh with poonami friend as she arrives an hour late.

5:50pm: Phone hubby on way home to explain whereabouts (he worries, bless, and not in a coercive control kind of way, fear not!).

6:05pm: Arrive home to slightly sulky husband who had made special effort to come home early after being whinged at for being late all week. Whoops. Juggle baby while chatting to hubby about his day as he makes dinner.

6:30pm: Eat dinner one-handedly off sofa as baby has fallen asleep on shoulder.

7:20pm: Baby wakes. Express while hubby baths baby.

8:10pm: Commence bedtime routine. Struggle to stay awake as baby refuses to sleep.

9:30pm: Rejoice as baby finally sleeps. Set alarm for 11pm to wake for express.

11:00pm: Curse as alarm wakes baby. Breathe sigh of relief as she settles after 10 mins.

11:15pm: Express in nursery chair. Faff on facebook/twitter/instagram.

00:08am Come down to kitchen to put breast milk in fridge. Finish this post while staring wistfully at forgotten cake ingredients.

00:50am And so to bed.

Forgive me if it looks like I’ve forgotten any details! What does your typical day look like? Anything like mine?


10 responses to “#Blogtober16 Day 15: A timeline of my day”

  1. Wow! I don’t think I could have expressed if my babies hadn’t taken the boob. That’s one dedicated mama!!!

  2. I think it’s amazing that you’re still going! I couldn’t cope with juggling expressing and a very clingy baby past 4.5 months. I find that if I manage to get out of the house once a day it’s a win so I’m in awe at twice in one day plus expressing!

    • Jules says:

      Thank you so much for saying that! I sometimes worry that I’m stopping Little M from doing things because of the expressing but you’ve made me think about what we do and I suppose it’s not bad after all. I’m planning to reassess at six months and think about what I want to do next, then.

  3. Kim Carberry says:

    Ahh! I forgot how exhausting the baby days are….
    You do so well with all the expressing!

    • Jules says:

      Thank you! We are fortunate she sleeps really well so I’d be less exhausted if I wasn’t staying up pumping! x

  4. Nikki says:

    Wow sounds like such a busy day! I loved the way you wrote this! Made me chuckle a few times! #BLogtober16

  5. Way to go with the expressing! your doing fab mumma!!!

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