someone asked if I’d share our morning routine.
get ready, it may be a bit exhausting …
I usually wake up a bit before Tuck. Do a little devotion and make some coffee. I check to see if anything is urgent in my inbox.
Tuck generally wakes up around 8. We are on the 8pm-8am schedule, and I guard it like gold. Because before 9 months was all a sleep deprived / constantly attached to my boobs blur. anytime we go through a regression I start getting twitches. I think it’s PTSD. (i am joking … sort of).
but first, coffee.
We then eat some breakfast. generally some eggs and some fruit for that little guy.
I make JB & I a protein shake because we both feel a thousand times better packing the protein in the morning. {i use this protein powder + green powder + chia seeds + bag of frozen fruit + coconut milk – I’ve tried throwing kale in there but I much prefer kale in an actual salad}
and then we hang in the play room and tuck act like it’s the first time he’s seen his toys.
{let me also preface if I didn’t sleep much the night before… you can skip all of the above and we are watching mickey mouse club house with my coffee in hand for an episode}
we go to the door kiss JB/da-da and wave bye.
I give him a bottle. which i know, i know … terrible. he’s going to be going to college with a bottle.
we have his first dentist appointment next week and I’m sure they’ll lecture me enough to attempt taking “his precious” from him. let me just get through April, and I’ll try.
We take our shower. together. only way i can run some shampoo & conditioner through my hair.
I then plop that bad boy in my sink to play with his toothbrush which i put coconut oil on.
while I can attempt to look not frightening with some concealer (tried this at y’alls rec and love it), some bb cream and mascara.
this is the time i try to get out of the house. to a park for running around, to the beach for the same, to latte luna (only place suitable for kids… though i think the nice people working the counter both love and fear tuck), the grocery, or my guilty pleasure – target.
we have lunch together. whatever i am eating, he gets the same.
and then it is another bottle, a tall glass of water for me, and we’ve reached nap time!
I get anywhere from 2-4 hours lately.
and that’s when I start working!
and now… you know.