From 3:00 till about 5:30 is by far my least favorite part of the day. It's that time when I've done about everything I can think of to keep Griffin entertained and busy. I've given up on the long list of things I've hoped to accomplish in the day, frustrated at only completing one thing, or two if I'm lucky. Griffin has either napped, or passed the point of no return for hoping to accomplish a nap, and is cranky. I'm waiting for Sean to get home, but there's still a good hour or two before that happens. I'm tired, usually hungry from lack of a meaningful lunch, and worn out from wrestling Griff through 4 diaper changes, mostly major poop, (at least that number is down from those early days!) fighting to keep him inside, keep him from undoing any progress I've made in getting the house clean, laundry done, ect. I'm disappointed that I still can't find a job, not that I could get one if I wanted because I still haven't gotten my license approved. Then, to top it all of, my husband gives me attitude about me "not doing my job" and "having it so easy" since I don't have to go to work all day. He sooo doesn't get it!
Okay, I'm done throwing my little pity party. But, the best part is that every day, around 6:00, we have dinner, I give Griffin his bath, we read stories and play, and he goes to sleep like the sweet little angel he is, and I get my second wind. Start making lists for the next day, finishing up things, hang out with Sean, and it gives me just what I need to make it through till three o'clock tomorrow.