DH asked me this super annoying question last weekend in order to demonstrate how much harder he works than me. I've decided to answer it in list form:
Fed the baby, fed the dogs, fed myself, made the bed, talked to the life insurance guy to schedule an insurance exam, talked to the health insurance people so they would cover DD's exams, talked to the dr. so that they would know the insurance people are going to pay it and we are not delinquent, emptied the diaper pail, put new cellophane ring in the diaper pail, took 3 month pics of DD, helped DD sit up and do tummy time, fed DD again, gave the dogs a bone, cleaned DD's bottles while she snoozed, ate some cereal while sorting junk mail in the kitchen, threw junk mail away, took the trash out, replaced batteries in DD's swing, replaced light bulb in DH's bedside lamp, cleaned off the papers and clothes on our bedroom dresser, made the bed, watered our plants, gave DD a bath, folded laundry, washed more laundry, fed the dogs dinner, fed myself dinner, fed DD 2 dinners, rocked DD while she cried b/c of her hiccups, rocked DD to sleep, changed at least 8 diapers, found more trash to take out & took it out, ate 10 pieces of Dove Chocolate with Almonds (oops, that was too much!), mentally tallied how long I need to work out tomorrow to work off the 420 calories that contained...
I've probably left a few things out, but I'm sure you all get the idea.
Re: SAHMS: What do you do all day?
Oh, you mean.. you dont just sit around watching soap operas while eating oreos all day????? *gasp!*..
You know, because thats all us SAHM's do all day....
Someone shared this on Facebook last week. Too funny lol!
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog.
Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?' 'Yes,' was his incredulous reply. She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it."
LOL! Great story!
I can't get over the daily mess/clutter that comes with having a baby...I mean really, they're babies! How can it get so out of control?! I feel like I spend the day cleaning.
I can't imagine having a walking cyclone...
Actually I ran out of Oreos. I had to eat Ben & Jerry's all day instead.