Interrupting the Regularly Scheduled Program

Interrupting the Regularly Scheduled Program will be years of back and hip pain coming to a climax followed by multiple surgeries... Before everything got bad I wrote about what our day to day was like, to re-read it now makes me a little sad. On the plus side I have recognized at this point in my recovery that we actually have a routine again, even if it's not the one I'd choose. We wake up on weekdays between 7-7:30am Riley's been sleeping with me. Between her being sick so long and not being able to go get her from the crib myself it's easier. I will say for the record we started re-transitioning her back to the crib. Sorry about the tangent, so my little alarm clock wakes me up and we watch "Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse" in bed until Daddy has to be up. After we're sure he's up Riley and I go out to the living room. I make sure Isaac is getting ready and scare up Riley's breakfast. Once she's confined and happily eating I take a rest and check in on the boys. They leave at 8:30am and Riley and I watch more Mickey or talk until our favorite "Jack's Big Music Show" is on at 9am. After Jack we do a wipe down and get Riley dressed. There's 1.5-2hrs of playing in the living room before she usually snuggles up with me on the couch for her morning nap. Sometime between 11:30-12 she's up and ready for lunch. She plays in her room or the living room until 3:30-4p when she curls up with Mommy for the unpredictable and often nonexistent 2nd nap. Usually the boys come home around 5:30-6pm. Riley usually demands some quality time with Daddy right away. Dinner varies wildly depending on what we're having because after working all day it's still up to Mike to cook, but once there's a plan Riley either eats and then we have a bath or occasionally the reverse. I make sure Isaac's ready for bed and then Riley and I lay down about 9-9:30p and once she's asleep I'm usually done for the day. I try to fold laundry, pick up the living room or work on something productive, but it doesn't always happen. Thank goodness for our cleaning lady! I can take care of Riley alone with no anxiety although it's not easy. It's been baby steps, first diapers, changing clothes, in and out of the high chair and finally baths. Soon I hope to be cooking and driving again