Most of my day is spent at the office. I spend most of the day talking on the phone to friends and family, but occasionally I do work. I have a lot on my plate. I manage 47 units and hear a lot of complaints. It is not always fun. It is sometimes boring.
The other parts of the day are spent juggling the children. Isaiah goes to kindergarten at 9am and Josiah's naps are meticulously scheduled. I depend on those quiet hours to get things done. Between the phone ringing and the boys' daily schedules, I am in charge of coordinating my family. This is easier said than did.
After having two children your brain happens to resemble your stomach more than it should. It is mushy. It is flabby. It has held more than it should. This is an unfortunate turn of events since before you had these children you could function like a normal adult. A normal human being.
I recommend formulating a system. The importance of a system is underrated. It is so important. Vital, even. Without the system you will fall apart. There is not question about. You will.
Every morning, when my family isn't in town, I take out my laptop. I devise the week. My PDA window opens and I type out work, school, doctor's appointments, bills, and miscellaneous. Then, I write it on the wall calendar so it is stuck in my brain and no one else in the house, like Robert, can complain about not knowing the when, why, and where. The brain on the wall organizes the brain in my head and it is IMPORTANT.
Each family member is color coordinated. Robert is green. I am pink. Isaiah is yellow. Josiah is orange. Yellow fills the calendar often--more often than any other color. Occasionally yellow and orange are on the same day--usually a doctor's appointment. Pink, honestly, needs more attention. Green is always important because Robert hardly has anything scheduled. Even family-time is written in. It is a good foundation for when the boys are older.
Find your system. Work the system. Or the system will work you.
On a side note, I am just as crazy as the calendar. The boys have color coordinated car seats. Isaiah's is yellow. Josiah's is orange. I did this without even noticing it. I am crazy. I admit it.
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you are hilarious.....but i seem to be looking in the mirror when i read this post. hmmm. this is exactly how my weeks and months are run - colors are a very important subject in anything i try to plan. (how come your yellow and my red seem to have the most exciting lives?? they are kids!) and you are so right - pink does need more attention too
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