The dairies of a stay at home mom/wife

730 you find yourself waking up on your own. To your surprise your toddler didn't get up at his usual 615. You lay in bed. Your husband realizes this and asks you for "something". You think to yourself "are you kidding me? I wanted to take a shower". You go ahead and do it. 800 the baby is awake. Your toddler is awake. You feed the baby, get your toddler dressed, get the baby dressed. Your husband wants to go out for breakfast. He tells you to hurry (he has been ready since 815) so you don't get to shower. You get dressed. Then fill the diaper bag, pack food for the baby, get shoes on the kids and yourself. It is 900 and you are off to eat. After you spend far too long in the restaurant you clean the kids and pack them in to the car. Then you are off to the farmers market. Where you unload the kids, get the stroller out and begin to walk around. You get what you came for plus a few extra whines and cries. You get back into the car. You unload everything, and the kids, while your other half messes around in the garage. You want to go to the store but must wait until the all important TV show is over. You wait another 45 min. You get to the store and carry the baby, and hold your toddlers hand. You make it to the store. Your other half pushes the cart, but as little as possible. You make it out of there and to the next stop. It is the same you do the carrying and hand holding but your other half carries the diaper bag. You finally make it home. You unload everything and put everything away. A friend calls and wants your husband to go to the bar and play pool. So he does. You take care of 2 overly tired kids (they have missed naps). They are both crying and whining. You need to get the grill lit. You finally get the grill lit, feed the baby, get your toddler settled down just in time to add the meat to the grill and start the rest of dinner. The baby is crying to eat food, your toddler is crying because the animal planet show is over and you need to start the laundry, take the potatoes out of the oven and do the dishes. You change it to spongbob, start to feed the baby food and then the phone rings. While on the phone you start the laundry and start the dishes in between feeding the baby bites. You finally get everything done. Your husband and friend get home. It is now 700 pm. They start to drink beer, in front of the kids. You have to wait for the meat. Everyone now sits down for supper. It is 730. You finish supper. It is time to start the bath. You get both kids in the bath. You get both kids out of the bath. You put both kids in bed. It is already 800 pm. Where is your husband you wonder??? Downstairs drinking with his friend. You come downstairs and do the dishes and clean the kitchen. Some how there is beer on your cupboard. You sit on the couch talking with them until 930. You are so tired you could pass out. You still need to switch the laudry, clean the living room, pick up the bathroom (toddlers are messy), and SHOWER. You think to yourself "why do I pick you and clean every night? You can never tell I did" You go to bed without showering because you are so tired. You lay in bed and think "this is the rest of my life, cooking, cleaning , feeding, caring for, and loving everyone else." You wonder if at some point someone will stop to say thank you or recognize all the work that you do. Really it doesn't matter because you will keep doing it, no matter what. You are a mom and a wife and people depend on you.