Dorothy has a stuffy nose, so we were up at about 4 this morning, steaming, suctioning, and nursing. I finally got her back to sleep a little before 5, just in time to hear Jeremy's alarm clock start going off. Jeremy wasn't feeling well, so he continued to hit snooze for over an hour before finally giving up and calling in sick. Dorothy was able to sleep through the snooze-buttoning. I was not.
So, when Dorothy woke me up at about 7, I was not a happy camper. But, after yesterday's revelation regarding morning productivity, I knew I needed to get started right away. So, I started to work my way across the bedroom, picking up where I had left off yesterday. Jeremy was still asleep, but I figured he could sleep through my cleaning. It seemed more than fair after the snooze-buttoning. I managed to squeeze in about 20 minutes before Dorothy needed my attention, then Valerie woke up, so we all moved downstairs.
I started in on the kitchen again, which I keep making a good dent in, but never fully completing. Today, I decided to just fill the dishwasher with whatever was closest, rather than sorting and stacking and attempting to be efficient. I did two loads of dishes this way (the second still needs to be put away). I didn't set a timer for this, because I wasn't planning on counting it. It was probably about 20-30 minutes.
I sat down and cut my fingernails. I'm not sure why, but this job always seems to get put off for a long time. I timed it, out of curiosity more than anything else. Now that I know it takes only three minutes to cut all ten fingernails, maybe I will be more willing to do it on a regular basis.
I emptied the trash and the recycle bin, which is technically Jeremy's job, but it needed to be done, and it was trash day today. Luckily for me, the trucks were late, so I was able to take the bins to the curb as well. I also washed and dried Dorothy's diapers, and washed and dried a load of clothes.
I put Dorothy down for a nap, then proceeded to waste an hour or so on the computer. This is the only part of the day I feel a little bad about. It was a good opportunity for either productivity or one-on-one time with Valerie. But she was in a mood, and didn't want me in the kitchen. I'm not sure why me working in the kitchen bothers her so much. She doesn't care if I waste several hours on my computer, but as soon as I put on an apron or pick up a dishcloth, she starts crying and jumping up and down to be picked up. I just didn't feel like dealing with it anymore today.
At 1:00, Valerie and I went to the dentist (Dorothy and Daddy were both asleep). It was Valerie's first appointment, and she did really well. I went first, which may or may not have been a wise decision, since there is a lot more blood involved in the cleaning of Mama's teeth, but Valerie was more curious than anything else. And when it was her turn, I think she was just too shell-shocked by the new experience to resist. Jeremy insisted that I should count the dentist appointments towards HADA, since I really don't like going to the dentist, and I had rescheduled today's appointments twice already.
Valerie and Dorothy were both extra-clingy this evening, so I sat on the couch and snuggled them both while Jeremy picked up some chinese for dinner. And I snuggled them while he ate his dinner. After I ate, I tidied up the living room (Valerie helped a bit, with much coaxing), and I gave Valerie a slightly longer than usual bedtime routine.
Not a bad HADA day, but not the best. I failed a bit on the counting, but I know I got in more than my hour, at least. And I forgot, again, to take a progress picture of the bedroom while it was still light out, so I went ahead and took one with the flash, because it does feel good to see that gap spreading.
After Day Six:
Day Six tally: 20 minutes bedroom, 25 minutes kitchen, 3 minutes fingernails, 5 minutes trash, 15 minutes laundry, 1.5 hours dentist, 30 minutes extra snuggly time, 5 minutes tidying living room, 15 minutes extra bedtime. Total: 3 hours 28 minutes, ish.