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Free Time....

When do you all find time in a day for yourself?  I never thought this would be so difficult, but it really is.  24 hours suddenly seems SO short.  The minutes fly by and even things that NEED to get done, just don't.  And when I do capture that special rare hour when she's asleep or busy with Dad, I can't decide how I most want to spend it.

Do I relax and take a nap or bath?  Should I be useful and catch up on chores?  Maybe exercise?

I have found that I can make a lot of things happen in a very short period of time since having Paisley.  When I do find a free second, it's amazing what I can accomplish now since I have no time to procrastinate.  If it isn't done that minute, it probably won't ever get done.

In the 2 hours she was with Aaron the other day, I organized all of her baby clothes in case we have another girl, cleaned out the drawers in our study, fed the pets, hung up my laundry, went through my maternity clothes, and ordered pictures off my cameras.    Before kids, I would have made 1-2 trips to the restroom and changed TV channels a couple of times.  :)

It would just be so nice if I didn't always feel pulled in SO many directions.  And adding numero dos is sure to make this puzzle even more difficult to solve.  Just wish there was an easy answer!!!

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  1. I plan out morning nap times, because those are almost always "for sure" time. I have a list on my fridge for every day of the week. So the big things I NEED to get done are on there - cleaning the floors, bathroom, etc. And I take a shower in that time as well. Sometimes I also get to eat, lol. Then, if an afternoon nap happens, I allow myself some down time. And then I take the hour or so after they go to bed and I get things cleaned up to myself. I turn the TV on, sit in front of my computer, whatever. I will say I know we are pretty lucky - we usually get at least 1.5 hours of sleep time for morning naps and we can leave Jax in his crib playing for another half hour and then Addy usually sleeps a little longer. So I can usually count on 2 hours, which I know is awesome:). Not every mom gets those nice long nap times:). Yes, it will get more complicated with number two - but just remember, after the first few months, you'll find a routine that works for you:).

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  2. Avery goes to bed at 8 and I go at 9:30. That time is mine, but I am with you, what do I do?
    Do I clean the gross house, read, spend time with ray? It's always so hard!

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  3. you sit and relax. chores can wait, they'll be there to do "tomorrow". You'll wish after you have numero dos that you could relax ALONE, take advantage of that :)

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