Just binge-watching Netflix all day and letting my daughter enjoy “independent play” with her toys at my feet while I scroll through Facebook on my phone and scarf down whatever the vegan equivalent of Totino’s Pizza Rolls is?
Yeah, that’s totally not what I do all day…
Here’s my reality:
6:07 AM – 6:58 AM
Get woken up by both kids after having likely gotten up in the middle of the night to help my daughter back to sleep who is currently teething. Feed and dress both children, while uploading a new video to one of my 3 current YouTube channels.
Engage both kids in playing with their toys and/or each other while I unload the dishwasher, or quickly take a shower, or even attempt to feed myself.
Walk my son across the street to where his school bus picks him up, while holding my daughter who is wrapped up in a blanket.
8:21 – 9:15
Practice Johnny Cash songs for one of my upcoming YouTube channels while my daughter plays with her toys.
Get interrupted when my daughter walks up to me, places her tiny hand on the neck of my guitar, and says, “No.”
Spend the next 20 minutes getting her to sleep for her morning nap. Shoot new YouTube videos the entire time she’s asleep.
Take her back downstairs, start uploading another video to another one of my YouTube channels, and play with my daughter.
Feed my daughter yogurt and oatmeal, which makes a disastrous mess that I have to clean up. Try to eat Ramen noodles while feeding her.
While uploading another new video, possibly take her out for a ride to go run a tedious errand like picking up bananas from Publix. Let her ride in the kiddie cart which allows her to believe she’s actually steering.
Arrive home and feed my daughter again. Attempt to give her another nap. If successful, begin shooting more YouTube videos, or write a blog post like the one you’re reading now.
Answer the phone as my wife calls to check in, while barely keeping my daughter from curiously pressing the “end” button on my phone the whole time.
Upload a new video while rolling around on the carpet, gently wrestling with my daughter.
Go outside to meet my son, who just arrived home from school from his bus.
4:09 – 4:23
Force my son to eat something before his blood sugar level causes him to “misbehave.” Feed my daughter again, while I’m at it.
Welcome my wife home from work, help her prepare dinner or take the kids upstairs to play while she takes care of dinner.
Attempt to make it through dinner, while serving as referee for the kids who are never interested in eating food during dinner, while I desperately am.
Entertain the kids while my wife cleans up from dinner, or vice-versa.
Head upstairs with both kids and tag-team getting them both ready for bed.
Now that the kids are both asleep, spend quality time with my wife.
After my wife has fallen asleep, lead her downstairs to get ready for bed. Upload a longer YouTube video that will upload during the night.
Fall asleep, assuming I’ll be woken up by my daughter in a few hours.
That’s my day.
Now granted, on Tuesdays and Thursdays my daughter is at preschool from 7:00 AM to 4:00 PM, but on those days, all I do all day long is make YouTube videos, upload them, and write blog posts.
It’s actually less work when my daughter is with me all day.
I’m not simply staying at home with being a dad. I’m constantly working on my side hustles when I’m not taking care of my daughter.
I can honestly say I didn’t have to work this hard when I still worked full-time in an office.
Yet still, I prefer to do this.
I would choose this even if it were a choice, which it wasn’t.
To be a stay-at-home dad who works from home.
That’s me. And this is what I do.