What a day!

 2016 has started rather well. Jude has been sleeping through the night, going to bed by 7 and waking up by 630 or so. Leo has also been sleeping through the night –in our bed, because he doesn’t want to share a room with his brother. We’ve been watching good shows on TV (see how I put that right after sleep? Priorities!): Making a Murderer, Broadchurch. I’ve read good books (Boys in the Boat, Between the World and Me) and listening to great podcasts (Serial, Undisclosed. Yes, there is a bit of a murder theme in what I watch and listen to it appears). Good, good.

But today was a mess of a day! Joe has been gone on a business trip to Costa Rica. And by business trip I mean all inclusive resort because his travel agency always gets massive deals on great places. He's golfing and spending along time in a beach resort. I'm so not jealous. Not at all. So yeah, I’m alone with the boys. No problem. I’ve done that a few times. I know the routine. But this morning, right after coming home from dropping off the boys to their respective schools (it takes me about 1h15 in the morning) and arriving late to my desk, I realized that I purchased a gift for my (quasi) sister-in-law from a scam site. Off I called my bank and file a claim. Not even an hour later, I had to leave for an appointment to the travel clinic to get shots for my upcoming trip to Uganda. Then back to work for a few hours (thankfully busy and quite productive time, yay) and off again to pick up the boys (which takes me a good 1h30 in the evening). I tried to sign up Leo for a cooking class at school but was too late and was told the class was full. Fortunately Leo didn’t care much (“I can go when I’m more growned up.”) When I arrived at daycare, Jude immediately started crying for his pacifier, which they try not to give at daycare. Big hot tears. The teachers are lovely but I often look like a deer about to get hit by a car in the night when I pick up Jude. I don’t know how the other moms do it. They’re all super happy, energetic, and well put together. I’m lucky if my sweat pants don’t have Jude’s breakfast all over and if my socks match. Then I got home and it was go-go-prevent baby from falling from table on which he's climbed-prevent baby from coloring his ear or our couch-oh right, make dinner-go until cranky Jude went to bed –thankfully early- and Leo went to, earlier than usual because he has not taken naps at school this week (woot!). 

Now I’m relaxing with a glass of wine and have just realized I have a call with Zambia at 10:40p. Whoops.

I realize that it was not such a bad day. I was just all over the place and felt a bit weary. But I also felt like I was getting stuff done at work and that was a nice feeling. Now if I could play with Leo more instead of relying on the TV and the Ipad (yes, on the same evening. What!) and get Jude to be in a better mood, I’d feel better as a mom. That’ll be next!

What do you do after an exhausting day? How do you relax? How do you cope?