"So what do you do all day?"
This is the hardest question a parent that stays at home with their kid(s) will ever have to answer.
The easiest answer is, "I take care of the kid all day, every day," but that doesn't answer the question for those that have never done it. After I get up too early, we hang out, then I feed him, then we play, then I change him, then I clean up after him, then I put him down for a nap and pray I can nap too, then we play some more, eat some more, play some more... Repeat. Hopefully, everything he and the house isn't a total wreck before Wife gets home. It sounds simple, unless you've done it.
On Sundays we watch #NFL football. All I have to think about is getting up for #mass and going home before the #Bears start. Unfortunately, our church is close to #SoldierField, so when the #Bears are at home, it's easier to roll over, watch the game, and not go to Church.
Beer is my fourth best friend. After a long weekend, I am sometimes a little tired. Even when we don't have other things to do, Isaiah ends up pretty tired as well. I guess, non-stop attention from Mama and Papa, can be exhausting for an infant.
Tuesdays suck. Kate always has late meetings, some of which go until 7pm. The baby might have been fussy for 12 hours at this point. That makes for a long, fracking day for both of us.
This is our easy day. He's happy. I'm happy. Just over eight hours have passed, and Mama will be home shortly. If she's not, she'll let us know.
Thursday baby is pretty easy, but this is the day where I have to decide how much cleaning I am willing to do in a day. Tomorrow is garbage day. At the minimum I have the garbage, the recycling, and the diaper garbage. If I haven't been diligent about taking out the garbage all week, I have at least 5 bags to take out today. (I forgot to take out the bedroom, the bathroom, and the living room, this week. That's two bags.)
Friday is only bad if I didn't clean and prep on Thursday for Kate coming home. God help me, if Kate came home, after a rough week, and she came home to a bachelor pad. The best part of every week for a stay-at-home-parent is Friday, when your spouse is on their way home and you can chill for a few minutes, and know that you took care of every thing you possibly could have.
Saturday is the Hebrew day of rest. Thankfully, this is also the day that Mrs. Smith loves to spend with her son. I don't have to do anything but sleep, and watch college football. #GoBlue.
This is, by no means, how I spend days. It's not even a very good representation of my mindset. It is, at the very least, a snip-it, of my week.
I'm very happy to spend my days with my baby boy. He's far more brilliant than I, and probably my wife. He's possibly the most gorgeous and intelligent little child ever. I wouldn't say that on an online platform, if other people hadn't said that about him already. That includes their own less intelligent, and attractive children. But no pressure, #MiHijo.