A Day in the Life of a Roversi – Sunday

It’s 7:55am on a Sunday morning and I’m sat on the chair in Mini R’s bedroom watching him faff around in his cot. Sunday’s are the husbands day to lie in after five 14 hour days.  

Mini R shouted on and off from 7am however, because he kept going quiet, I left him to it till I heard he was getting fed up of his own company.

Since coming into his room he has shook his head when I asked him if he wanted to come out and when I told him he needed his nappy changed so now I’m sat here, writing this while he plays with his pillow and I ask myself “Why couldn’t he have done this playing while I laid in bed?”

8:15am and we’ve managed to get the nappy changed and successfully left dummy and taggie blanket in his cot, which doesn’t always happen…. 

It’s a dribble bib day due to the amount of dribble and snot coming from my son. Luckily, he doesn’t seem too bothered by it all.

What we do today will depend on what time my husband surfaces. Last Sunday I got organised and took Mini swimming while he slept but I’m fancying a lazy morning this week, after a busy week, so we’ll just play. Plus swimming with a child who has a cold isn’t the best idea.

Breakfast began with three tantrums:

1) He wanted a “ba-ba-ba” aka a banana which he ate a couple of slices of before…

2) Having a hissy fit because he wanted cereal. He shook his head to Shreddies and Cheerio’s before deciding on weetabix.

3) Tantrum number three was because he wanted Mr Potato Head’s glasses whilst he ate…

 Breakfast lasted a few more spoonfuls before he gave up. Not like him but I’m putting it down to his cold and not feeling too well. Obviously when I get my breakfast, he will be starving and stand by me stating “More!”

All the while, the cat is waiting patiently (when I say patiently, she’s getting under my feet at every opportunity) for her breakfast.

I begin washing up…before hearing the usual noise “Uh! Uh!” that comes from Mini R when he wants something. I go to the playroom to find he’s trying to move his slide into the living room…not advised considering the slide is bigger than him. 

8:55am (wow has all that happened in an hour?!) and we’re sat on the sofa about to read some books. I love how much Mini R loves his books at the moment and I hope it continues as he grows. He says “Nat Nat My” for “That’s Not My…” which is really cute.  

We read That’s Not My Penguin and Meerkat, Dino Friends and Yellow car. He enjoyed pointing out dog, cat, mouse etc and I’m impressed when he points out the bike as I didn’t think he knew it! Yellow Car has a button that is supposed to make a noise but it’s broken. He doesn’t seem to care and presses the button anyway.

I started to make omelette for breakfast: mushroom, cheese and spinach is my addiction at the moment. Slimming World friendly, obviously. Mini R was helping by stirring the eggs, then suddenly I was shouting “No, No, No!” and, in slow motion, the jug of eggs fell over on my cooker, floor and son. He was in shock I think because he didn’t cry until a few minutes after.  No heat involved, you’ll be glad to know, just egg…everywhere! And isn’t it a bugger to clean up?! It’s like slime!

Due to all the crying, the husband appeared and helpfully went to change our son out of his egg-y PJ’s. An eventful two hours, is it bedtime yet?

Now it’s 10:15am and I’m sat in the sofa watching The Voice from last night while the boys play in the playroom. It’s nice to have a bit of quiet time…

It didn’t last long. Mini R obviously not sure what to do with himself as he asks for stuff then cries and wants something different:

1) Cried for fruit. Gave him kiwi and raspberries. Ate the Kiwi, not the raspberry.

2) Cried at his snack cupboard. Gave him a fruit pouch that he squirted on himself and the sofa.

2) Cried at snack cupboard again. Shook his head at malt loaf, raisins and crisps then three different types of oat bar before deciding on one, then only eating half. Give.Me.Strength.

He continued in that manner before I put my foot down and asked him to come sit with me for a cuddle. Mummy instinct said he’d probably sleep, despite it being early for nap time and I was correct. I then had time for a shower and marked three essays. Husband went to the supermarket for meat for Sunday dinner and came back with these…

…stating “You seemed in a bad mood. Are you okay?” which I translated as “Stop being a bitch.” in a nice format.

It’s 1:50pm and Mini R slept for 1hr30 ish and is now watching Ice Age on the bed with Daddy. I’m going to get some of his arts and crafts out and hope it keeps him happy for a while, he loves painting. 

Today’s art session came with paint, glue, feathers, Pom poms and glitter. We had a lovely time but it got a bit messy. Mini Me became obsessed with the Pom pom’s and played with them for a bit after, putting them in different containers. An game I will log for future rainy days .

So I could get a bit more marking done, the boys had a short walk around the village and now the husband is cooking Sunday dinner, a tradition we introduced a couple of months ago because we never all get to sit down together apart from on a Sunday. Sometimes we invite others too!

Notice the lack of meat? A lamb joint from Aldi that was nothing but fat! Very disappointing, however the veggies were lovely and there was loads so I didn’t feel hungry by the end. Five Syns for my two Yorkshire Puddings, so worth it.

Now it’s bath time, shortly followed by bedtime. Early in the day I was going to suggest the hubs and I watch a film…now I’m wondering if I’ll stay awake past 8pm!

19:48pm and I’m sat on our bed in my PJ’s finishing off this post thinking that I might read my book for a bit before an early night. If I can get to sleep, the husband has the TV on. Hate having a TV in the bedroom.

So there you go, a day in the life of the Roversi’s. The only day a week when wife, husband and son are all together thanks to unforgiving working hours. It’s been eventful, with Mini Roversi’s moods, messy paining and a Sunday dinner without the meat!

What do you think? Should I make this a feature? A once a month “Day In The Life Of”? Did you find it interesting or should I not bother? Open to constructive criticism! Comment below or find me on Facebook and Twitter.

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About Becky Roversi

Previously the writer of Educating Roversi, Becka is a 30 something Mum to two and has an addiction to mugs, Disney, pyjamas & stationery. Welcome to the Bubble!
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17 Responses to A Day in the Life of a Roversi – Sunday

  1. I think this would make a great regular feature as every child is different an every day is different so its great to read what others are experiencing – Im glad to know that I am not the only one with a child who can not make his mind up when it comes to snack time!! (or dinner time for that matter). Thank you for joining us at #BloggerClubUK hope to see you again next week x

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  2. The Pramshed says:

    Yes definitely keep this as a regular feature. I love reading about how others spend their day! You sound like you’ve had a mad one, bet it was bliss to get into bed at the end of the day. Flowers are lovely by the way. Claire X #BloggerClubUK

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  3. Julie S. says:

    Fun feature. Oh yea, I think we can all relate to the random meltdowns over silly things 🙂

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  4. Gosh what an exhausting day! I remember those days of trying to fit marking in on a Sunday, not easy. At least you had a yummy roast (without the roast!) Hope this Sunday goes a bit easier 🙂 #bloggerclubuk

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  5. Mrs Tubbs says:

    Gosh, what a busy day! That dinner looks yum!

    We did the same as Live, Love and Dirty Dishes, no TVs upstairs. It’s made refusing the Tubblet’s demands for one alot easier


  6. I enjoyed this! Egg is such a nightmare to clean so I really feel for you! Funny how long a few hours can feel isn’t it?! #fartglitter

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  7. Mama says:

    Busy day. You really packed it in. You’ve reminded me it’s been yonks since I did some messy play with our lad- must get on it. Your roast looked amazing, even sans meat.



  8. We also only have Sundays together due to our working patterns and we always seem to put ourselves under loads of pressure to have “quality family time” but often end up just running about trying to get stuff done. It’s just so much easier when the child to adult ratio is a bit more balanced! Sunday lunch looks yummy! (No meat = more Yorkshires allowed!) 🙂 x

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  9. I made my husband a deal 10 years ago when we moved into our house, he could have whatever sized TV he wanted in the lounge, but there was to be no TV in the bedroom. It works well now as my eldest has started asking for a TV in his bedroom, and I say “no, TV’s aren’t for bedrooms”!!! #FartGlitter

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    • Maybe I should think about this deal! We had “TV gate” a while ago where he wanted a ridiculously sized to in the living room but we only had a small house then. Now we have a bigger house, it might be possible! Thanks for the idea!

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