6:30am // Coffee and Bible
7:30am // New to me... video workouts at home before the girls wake up
8:00am // Girls get up
8:05am // Morning nursing session
8:20am // Putting new Christmas toys to use. A quick check-up for Talitha...
8:30am // "Brekkie"
8:45am // Squeezing in the last few minutes of a workout with the girls crawling all over me
9:00am // Back up to the nursery to get Talitha dressed for the day
9:10am // Nursery is quickly destroyed by toy explosion
9:15am // Trying to be intentional about reading the Bible to the girls every day
9:20am // Independent play...
9:21am // ...while mom tackles the never-ending task of swapping and organizing little girl clothing
9:28am // Sometimes mom reads...
9:30am // ...and sometimes Z decides it's time to read "all by myself!"
10:00am // Morning show during sissy's nap...
currently in the rotation: Daniel Tiger, Curious George, Super Why, Bubble Guppies
10:30am // Sometimes there are tears when the show is over, and sometimes she asks me to take a picture of her crying. I obliged.
11:00 // Off to the gym and the grocery store.
Leaving the house with two kids sometimes feels like an Olympic sport...
1:15pm // Home for lunch. Talitha adores eating solids...
1:45pm // Nap time... cleaning up all the toys in living room so I can concentrate
1:50pm // Make afternoon coffee
2:00pm // Work on dissertation while praying nap time is exceptionally long
2:15pm // Both grandmas have been in town over the past few months, allowing me to occasionally sneak out of the house to work at a nearby coffee shop
3:00pm // The dissertation pairs nicely with a cinnamon honey latte
4:30pm // Up from her nap
4:35pm // Time for a drink and a snack
5:30pm // Dinner prep
5:40pm // Helping mom cook dinner in our horrible florescent-lit kitchen
6:00pm // Passing the time before dad gets home with books and more books
These are how our days roll with a six month old and a 2 year old. The hours are a sweet mixture of mundane and beautiful. The days are deliriously exhausting, especially with the pressure of my dissertation always lurking in the back of my mind, but I feel called to be a mom and a PhD student, so I wouldn't change a thing. I fall into bed each night thankful for every minute of this life God's given me.