6 AM is Jude’s new wake up time. As much as I dread that early hour it does help him sleep through the night so… which is the lesser of two evils? I’ll take waking up with the sun. There is something about Monday mornings and organization for me. It might be that I know that I will be working the next two days or that Monday was always my mom’s cleaning days. Lately, I have been trying to wrap my brain around the fact that in 8 weeks I will have two kids. And how in the world am I going to keep some semblance of order when it hardly happens with just Jude.
My baby step towards a solution begins with Monday. I have begun to cement in my mind that Monday is my day to do sheets and towels. This way, they are clean each week instead of thinking…hmm, when did I last change our sheets? Please tell me that someone else has asked themself this question. And sometimes when I feel like being productive- I get on a roll. By 9:37 this morning I had:
Done 3 loads of laundry
Matched as many mismatched socks as possible
Had 2 cups of coffee
Made myself a breakfast burrito and a breakfast medley for Jude (half of a white chocolate macadamia nut clif bar with 1 turkey sausage patty and strawberry yogurt)
Completed round 3 of cleaning out my closet for anything that won’t fit me for the next two months. It is sooo annoying to keep clothes in your closet that may or may not crawl up your stomach and show everyone that your pants are being held together by a ponytail holder. I prefer to tuck them out of sight!
Changed the sheets on our beds
Sent 8 text messages
And threatened, “If you don’t stop doing xyz- you are going to get a spanking Jude Blair!” Actual spanks given- 2.
And by 9:50- I have written a post 
