A Day in the life of....

ME! It is not very exciting and it goes something like this...

6 am the alarm rings. Go running? Its cold. Still tired. I'll go later. No you won't. Oh well, back to bed. Then I remember I have a nice belly ring over my pants from my little stink down the hall. Fine. Yup, its cold outside and it makes my lungs burn.

Get home. Walk inside and hear the sweet babe crying. Nick is sound asleep in the warm bed with crying Scarlett snuggled next to him. Feed her, she is starving cause she is sleeping through the night (ya!). Like most mornings she explodes through her diaper and I throw her in the shower with Nick. I quickly run around the house and pick up all the nasty used diapers from this morning and yesterday. Dress Scarlett like a little doll and pick out Nick's tie. Quick kiss and he is out the door. Scarlett tired already, yahoo! Down for a nap.

The rest of my day is like shampooing your hair, rinse and repeat. Feed baby, play with baby, put baby to sleep. Repeat. Intermixed in this monotony is fighting Dixie kitty for the laundry, doing mountains of dishes, checking email, and feeling bad that my life is the most boring of all my facebook friends. I tell myself that if I had a car I would go do adventurous stuff... but probably not.

Without really doing anything at all its 5 pm and I wait impatiently for Nick to get home. He gets home later than expected (like most nights) and the first thing he does is look for something to eat in the fridge and then the pantry (like most nights). Nothing to eat! Why? Because I have no car! You can not go shopping without a car (I have tried but you can not fit a gallon of milk in the stroller carrier). I am a miracle worker and I create a meal. Nick loves it (like most nights). Baby to bed and then American Idol. We snuggle on the coach and tell each other that one day our life will be filled with fun and adventure... but probably not. I fall asleep. I awake in time to feed Scarlett the last time. Nick is sound asleep in the warm bed when I get into the room. Since he loves me he falls asleep on my side of the bed to "warm it up" for me.

11pm I lay down to go to sleep. I think how in the world did a spirited and spontaneous 18 year old turn into this... mother, wife, cook, laundress, cat fighter? I remember now. A boy fell in love with a girl. Boy proposed, girl excitedly said yes. Love, marriage, baby carriage. Isn't that how it goes? But most suprising is that I would not have it any other way. Today it has been 3 years of wonderful marriage. Being married and have a baby makes life hard but somehow it makes it so, so much better.

Nick you are my best friend and I love you more now than ever before!