I did not feel like getting back on my computer last night to post, so here is the belated report on Sunday, the last day of my time tracking challenge.
The baby slept through the night (yay!) I was more restless for unknown reasons. Maybe it was the extra glass of wine before bed with my husband. We have to mark Saturday night somehow. The 8-year-old is officially staying up later than me, and he is not particularly convinced that Mommy and Daddy need Mommy-Daddy time. We convinced him to spend 20 minutes coloring while we had our drink together.
In the morning, I heard the baby at 6:30. He had managed to completely soil himself, so there was a massive clean-up before nursing. Then he played in the exersaucer while I showered. The boys and my husband got up for skiing. Somehow my 6-year-old got in the car without his pants (he was only in long underwear). My husband called from the slopes to say he had discovered this and had to buy him a new pair. By 7:45 I was home solo with the baby and the 4-year-old. We played with the new birthday toys. I drank my coffee. It was kind of a long 2 hours until we left for church at 9:35.
I decided to risk the nursery. I am a bit of a germ-phobe in winter (this is the wisdom born of having my oldest child in daycare for 2 years). But they had enough people working that he basically had his own grown-up the whole time, which was wonderful. My daughter went to Sunday school and I went to church. We got home at 11:30. I fed the kids lunch, and got the baby down for his nap at noon.
The next few hours were fairly chill. I ran on the treadmill (more intervals — a whole minute at 9.0 mph this time!) Then I read the Studs Terkel book Working for an hour. (My daughter was playing on the computer during all of this). Then I ate my lunch, then she and I played for quite a while — 90 minutes or so. The baby took an epic nap. It was fun. My daughter had said the other day that she did not want to be a mommy, because she wanted to be a doctor. I am not sure where she got the idea that these were incompatible. We went through the litany of People She Knows Who Are Mommies And Doctors. Sunday afternoon, she decided that we would play that we were mommies and doctors and teachers. Apparently my daughter wants to be a professor in an academic medical institution or some such when she grows up. We gave her Abby doll a lot of shots.
At 3:45 I went to check on the baby. He was standing there silently in his crib. Who knows how long he had been up, pondering life. Anyway, we bundled up and went outside to play in the snow. The boys and my husband (who did not ski — his hand was all bandaged up, he just drove them to the mountain) got home a bit after 4. I played outside with the kids in the snow until almost 5. Then it was inside to finally open the last of the 1-year-old birthday presents. Everyone played, and I got the kids mac and cheese for dinner.
Our sitter came at 6:30 and my husband and I drove downtown for date night at Osteria. I had the roasted vegetable board and an octopus pizza. We had a glass of port afterwards. Home about 9:15. The boys were still up, so my husband read them Harry Potter while I half-heartedly followed tweets about the Democratic presidential debate. We all hung out for a while, and I went to bed around 10:45.
All in all it was a pretty good week. Looking back on it in spreadsheet form, I see a few things. I slept 53.25 hours total, or 7.6 per day. This is pretty much right around what I need. The range was 6.5 to 8.5. More exciting for me is that I was only up with the baby 2 of 7 nights. This is a definite improvement over the week before when I was up with the baby 6 out of 7 nights.
I worked 35 hours. This was highly frontloaded in the week. I worked 9 hours Monday and Tuesday, 9.5 hours Wednesday, but then 5.5 on Thursday, 1.0 on Friday, 1.0 on Saturday, and basically none on Sunday. Long-term I would like this to be closer to 40 hours. That said, I did a lot during my 35 hours (including finding out that What the Most Successful People Do Before Breakfast was on the iBooks audio bestseller list for the week).
On the relationships front there were a few highlights. I went out to dinner with friends on Wednesday. I did date night with my husband on Sunday. I hosted two playdates and had the fundraising meeting at the preschool. I did one-on-one time with most of the kids: the long play time with my daughter on Sunday, and some late night coloring sessions with the 8-year-old. The 6-year-old was home with me Friday, so while he did have to split attention with the baby at the Please Touch Museum, he got some special time then too. And we celebrated a birthday!
In the personal category: I ran 5 times. This was all on the treadmill (it has been cold and wintry) but I kept myself interested due to the intervals/sprints. I got a massage. I read for about 5 hours. I went to the art museum. Granted, it was with the baby, but still. I went to church, and even squeezed in a bit of shopping before the dinner with friends on Wednesday.
If you were tracking time, how did your week go?