Mom Life

A Day in the Life of a Toddler

I am often asked, ‘what do you do all day?’…cringe and insert the eye roll here. To be fair, before I became a stay at home mom, I often wondered the same thing. Now that it’s the life I live I feel like an idiot for even wondering because to put it simply, I get it.

I see a lot of posts and videos with people documenting a day in the life of a stay at home mom. I was going to go one just in case there were others out there wondering and thinking I just sit home and watch TV and shop( that’s only half the time, duh.) But Teagan runs this house so I decided to do a day in the life of a toddler…from Teagan’s perspective.. Or at least what I imagine her perspective to be like because I swear she does some crap just to make me crazy.

Here we go:

7:30am- I just woke up after sleeping for 12 hours and I’m feeling pretty refreshed. Mom has already been up for 30 minutes and probably had some coffee because she said “SHE NEEDS IT”…she’s dramatic. I’m going to sit here for a few minutes pondering life until I’m ready to start my reign of terror for the day.

8:00am- where is my milk maid…begin my yelling for her. She walks in so happy singing our morning song but I’m going to bring her down a notch and continuously start saying “DADA!” I know that kills her soul.

Mom changes the first of many diapers for the day and I cry until she puts me on the boob.

9:00am- By this point, I’ve already gotten into many toys. See below for my destruction in approximately 5 minutes. That’s right…I waste no time. Gotta keep mom on her toes.

9:15am- Mom straps me up in my highchair for some real breakfast. We start off with some yogurt out of my new cool Weesprout pouch. Then one scrambled egg with cheese…no cheese then the dog gets the egg, mother. Then she gives me a piece of toast with some weird plant, vegan butter. Mom thinks she’s smart by making me eat that stuff before she will give me the goods. And the goods meaning my beloved berries. I guess she is, ugh!

10:00am- Another diaper change before we change and go for a walk. We walk every morning for about an hour and I just love that wind in my hair when mom decides not to be lazy and pick up the pace. Halfway through I like to remind her that I’m in charge and whine until she gives me my water and a snack. Ha…she forgot to take the water back so I’m going to throw this sippy cup on the ground. We also decide to stop at the park for a few minutes!

11:00am-  Back from our walk and Aunt Mo shows up to hang out for a little while and we go to Dunkin Donuts so they can get MORE coffee and munckins for me. Why she waited a whole year before letting me have a donut I have no idea. Give me all the munckins!

11:30- Back at home and I decide it’s time for a baby massage so I give Aunt Mo my back scratcher. I live a pretty tough life ya’ll, don’t judge me.

12:00pm- My nap time got pushed a little bit today so I’m getting a bit grumpy but still going strong. Mom said no choice, on the boob and down for a nap.

While I nap, mom says she has to “power hour clean”. Meaning she has to do as much as she can in an hour because some days I’ll nap for an hour and some days it’ll be 3. On this particular day, I nap for 2 hours so mom got to clean the bathrooms, the kitchen and prep some food for dinner. She decided to get really bold and put in a load of laundry. For reference, the washer and dryer is in our upstairs hallway…right outside of my bedroom. I wake up to the spin cycle and I find it extremely rude of her to even attempt to do laundry while I am in a glorious slumber so I’m up and ready to make her afternoon a fun one. Next time she will know better and just do the laundry later at night when I’m in a deep sleep…I don’t care if that’s her “time to relax.” She should really just be a little more considerate.

2:00pm- Another diaper change…this time I give her a poopy one. Now it’s time to pull out all the toys she just cleaned up. Oh, and I’m going to mess with the remote she left sitting within my reach and record some shows and then change some settings so they can’t watch anything later.

3:00pm- Time for some lunch. At this point mom realizes she’s only had some peanut butter toast today so I will allow her approximately 3 minutes to eat before I start throwing my food on the ground for the dog. She tells me no…I look her right in the eye and drop another piece of food. I’m the boss here.

3:30pm- Another diaper change. Mom and I decide it’s time to play with blocks and build a castle. Then we read a few books.

4:00pm- Bored. Let’s go outside and play in the sandbox and water table. Her favorite thing is cleaning so I’m going to throw this wet sand ALL OVER THE DECK. I will also go drop all my toys off the deck because she needs to work out so up and down those stairs it is mama.

4:30pm- I’m getting a little hot and I can tell I’m really wearing mom out. Back inside to make a mess with my toys. I also decide to be a really sweet girl and go give mama 497530 hugs and kisses. She said that I “just make her heart melt and she loves me so much.” Alright mom, enough.

4:45pm- Snack time. I go in the pantry and pull ALL THE THINGS off the shelf until I find the puffs I so desire. I take them over to my snack b*tch and cry until she puts them in my “kid proof” snack container.

4:50pm- I manage to dump them all out all over the carpet. Mom says “ I don’t even care…eat them off the floor.” So I do and I also feed them to the dog. But don’t worry I leave all the crumbs behind forcing mom to vacuum. She just decides to vacuum the whole main floor.

5:00pm- Mom changes another diaper and takes me up to my room and lets me play with new toys while she puts some clothes away and switches over the laundry.

5:30pm- Spontaneous meltdown over absolutely nothing because I’m a toddler and that’s what I do. Mommy picks me up and tries to love on me to calm me down but I continue on for 10 minutes.

6:00pm- Mom starts making dinner because Dada should be home soon. I can’t just let her make dinner in peace so I’m going to go over and hang on her leg and cry until she picks me up. I’m the sous chef, I need to see what is going on and help where I can. I’m the best helper.

6:15pm- Dada is finally home. We sit down for dinner and I eat almost all my food and then must do my sibling duty and share with the dog. Dad cleans up the dishes while mom cleans up me.

6:40pm- We take Reagan for a walk around the neighborhood.

7:15pm- Dada takes me up for my nightly bath and jam session while mama finishes cleaning up from dinner. Dada gives me a bath every night. It’s our time to hang without mama talking in her baby voice to me.

8:00pm- It’s been a really long and tiring day for me. I wrecked a lot of havoc, given mama a lot of kisses (and tears) but all and all it’s been a great day. Put me on the boob and put me to sleep.

Mom finishes up some laundry and by 9:30pm decides to shower because she really stinks. By 10pm, she goes back downstairs to hang out with dad for an hour and watch a show. I’ve been snoozing for 3 hours by the time they crawl into bed.

It’s been a long day and I know mommy is tired but so grateful for this beautiful life. I may drive her crazy and push her to the brink of her sanity but she tells me multiple times a day how I’m the sweetest girl in the world and she wouldn’t change this life for anything. I can’t wait to see what trouble I can get myself into tomorrow.


  • carolyn reynolds
    August 9, 2017 at 4:45 pm

    hysterical. and everything in it is a mirror of what you were like as a toddler. enjoy it even with it’s ups and downs.

    • jennw076
      August 12, 2017 at 10:40 pm

      She’s a nut

  • Veronica Lee
    August 10, 2017 at 3:20 am

    Your munchkin is adorable!
    Hi! Stopping by from Mom Bloggers Club. Great blog!
    Have a nice day!

    • jennw076
      August 15, 2017 at 9:26 pm

      Thank you so much Veronica! I appreciate the love <3


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