Stream of Consciousness: Lazy(ish) Saturday

Picture this: 6:30 on a Saturday morning, you’ve been up at least once with the baby (around 4 a.m.) and would love to sleep in until 7 or even 8 a.m., when all of a sudden a 5-year-old appears at the side of your bed. “I stayed in bed until my light turned green!” 

Indeed, he did. It turns out that 5-year-old’s parents forgot to change his clock last night from 6:30 (wake-up time on a school day) until 7:15 or later (a hopeful wake-up time on the weekend.) 

I got out of bed before 7, made him breakfast, fed the baby and gave her Cheerios. By 7:30, I wasn’t quite sure what to do with myself so I decided we would all go to the gym. (My husband was still in bed. I thought I could give him extra time to sleep in.) When I told him my plan, it was then I realized the gym childcare didn’t begin until 8:30. Oy. 

We did make it to the gym at 8:30, and I got 4 miles in on the treadmill. I chatted with a friend on the treadmill next to me for 2 of those miles, which really passed the time quickly! We were home before 10. 

Now it’s the middle of the afternoon and we’re on the baby’s second nap of the day, the 5-year-old is napping, groceries have been shopped for and Scrabble Junior has been played. I even managed a 20 minute nap myself. I considered sleeping longer but I have a closet of craft stuff that must be decluttered. 

And while I did shower and put real clothes on, the real clothes involve yoga pants. It’s kind of the best Saturday. 

Tomorrow we’ll go to church and hopefully repeat this afternoon (naps, lounging, board games) before watching the football game. (Having a party? Here’s my shameless plug for a snack stadium I did last year.) We aren’t partying, but we do have some fun snacks planned. Healthy-ish snacks because we’re trying to stay on the healthy train. 

Have I mentioned I haven’t had caffeine since April 17? No? Well I haven’t had caffeine in over 9 months. I’m not a coffee drinker. My vice is soda. I don’t really miss the caffeine, but every now and then I could use an extra jolt to get me through the afternoon. At the same time, I’m still breastfeeding and I don’t want to take any chances. Side note: I breastfed my son for more than 2 years. I drank caffeine daily. I don’t now if it affected him at all, but with my second kid I wasn’t taking any chances. 

It’s been a while since I just sat down and spilled my thoughts like this. 

Have I mentioned that Chloe has a thyroid disease? We found out the week before Christmas. She started her medicine on Christmas Eve. The first month I had to put cream on her ears, alternating ears twice a day. It was annoying, not to mention expensive ($48 a month.) This time I decided to try pills. It’s a half of a pill twice a day. For less than $20 a month. The first couple of days I gave her the meds in wet food, but then she wouldn’t always eat the wet food. I decided to see if I could give her a pill and some days she will eat it like a treat (crazy cat!) and sometimes I have to put it in her mouth. I wish I’d tried the pills that first month. I can’t believe how hard I thought it was going to be. Related: my cat kind of rocks. 

On that note, I should wrap this up. I have a jam packed closet calling my name and a craft destash project to come up with. (What would you like to see? I know I have fabric, scrapbooking supplies galore, washi tape you would not believe, and so many paints! What should I create?)