I’m not alone in wondering exactly where the time goes, right? I mean, I have a schedule in mind, and am trying hard to adhere to it. It’s not a humourless, rigid schedule that’s set in stone. There’s room for flexibility. Yet, huh?
Like last Friday, for example:
I woke up just after 7 am
Baby & Toddler awoke too
Had devotional time
Did Bible lesson with the kids
Fed kids breakfast
Emptied clothes from dryer
Changed kids
Fed baby, then put her down to nap
Schoolwork with Kindergartener (and a wee bit with Toddler since she wanted to join in the fun)
Quick recess
More schoolwork
Fed kids lunch
Started to cook supper
Fed baby, who awoke from nap
Finished making supper
Emptied, then reloaded dishwasher
Started folding clean laundry
It’s about 2:45 pm–and Momma is just about to have breakfast!
Ah well, things can only improve, right? On the days I plan to workout, I wake up even earlier to try and fit that in. I have been managing to eat in the mornings too (morning being anytime before noon!).
Such is this life. I’m not complaining; I’m blessed. Maybe by the end of the school year, my daily routine will look a bit different?
We’ll soon find out.