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Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Dressed, But Not Ready To Go

It has been a rough week.  Actually, every week is a rough week when you have a kid.  No one tells you this before you have kids.  But, I’ll save that blog for a another day.  It’s been a rough week.  On Monday, I was already to leave for work, when I realized a little girl had wiped her milk mouth all over me and the evidence was on my blouse.  I had to make a last minute outfit change. 

On Tuesday, baby girl had a huge poop.  It is always fun trying to change a diaper on a baby who refuses to stay still.  There is just no reasoning with an 8 month old.  Somewhere between the carrying her to the changing table and the squirming and wiggling I got poop on my blouse.  Again I had to make a last minute outfit change.

Today, I was determined not to get anything on me.  As the babysitter was saying goodbye, the baby started to cry.  It was her first don’t-leave-me-mommy tears, and I got them all over me.  Those tears pierced through my sweater and dress straight to my heart.  I was able to quickly calm her down, leave her in good-capable arms, and get on my way to work. 


By the time I climbed onto the train I had concluded one major thing.  I’ll take the poop over the tears any day!