My morning thus far, by Amanda, at age 24:
11:00 a.m.: Wake up. Possibly hung over.
My morning thus far, by Amanda, at age 34:
5:15 a.m.: Wake up to Jane's crying, feed Jane
5:45-6:15 a.m.: Walk Jane around so she'll fall asleep
6:15-8:15 a.m.: Take a shower, get ready, feed dogs, clean up, play on interwebs
8:15-8:45 a.m.: Feed Jane, plop her in swing
8:45-9:15 a.m.: Try to stress to DirecTV person on the phone how incredibly stressed I am about the fact that my TiVo seems to be busted, that it only records partial shows, that I'vebeenwaitingallsummerwatchingcrappytvduringmymaternityleave
TheBacheloronMondaynightnow. But politely. Apparently DirecTV doesn't do TiVo anymore, they do DVR, so now I don't know what our next step is but we'll have to take it quickly.
9:15-10:45 a.m.: Go to West Hartford Center, walk around, see a co-worker, get my wedding and engagement rings polished, have a doughnut, go to the Farmer's Market, buy some raspberries
11:00 a.m.: Arrive home and wait for Jane to wake up so I can feed her again. Then we're off to the bookstore.
What a difference a decade makes.