I find myself wondering about some of the mysteries surrounding motherhood. The most obvious being the instant change in ones outlook and personality. That in itself is a huge mystery, but almost more of a miracle.
One of the biggest mysteries I am trying to figure out right now, is where on earth did that bright orange binky go? Colter had it at bedtime about 3 weeks ago. During the night he awoke and wanted it again, and I could not find it any where. I have moved his crib, looked under the mattress, dug through his toy box, looked under the dresser, and basically tore his room in half. All of this, at least 50 times. How do you loose a bright orange binky in a 9x13 room?
Tonight I manage to solve one mystery. I had given Colter a bath, and after we were done with baby massage and jammies, I laid him in his crib. That's when I noticed some of his supper in his hair. Wonderful. Fresh from the tub, and now this. As I wiped him up, I wondered how on earth some of his supper got onto the top of his head. He didn't have any signs of it on his face or anywhere else. I got my answer about 15 minutes later.
I got down on all fours to look under my bed for the remote that mysteriously disappeared. As I was down there, I must have put my hand on my hair. When I got up, there was something on my hand. Yep, it was some of Colter's supper. I went to the dresser to get a kleenex to wipe it off. That's when something in the mirror caught my eye. I had more in my hair. Sigh. When I picked Colter up to put him in his crib, he must have deposited the lovely gift in my hair. In return, when I laid him down, I must have deposited some back in his hair. Its a vicious cycle.
This leads me to a third mystery. A year ago, baby supper in my hair would have freaked me out. I would have ran screaming to the bathroom and jumped into the shower immediately. Now, I just lolly gag to the wipes and faucet and wipe it out. If a bird crapped in my hair, I would freak. Baby vomit, doody or drool, aahh, whatever.
Sorry if I made some of you cringe, well not really. He he! Have a great Wednesday!
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Motherhood Mysteries
Deep thoughts by A mom at 3:46 AM
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Soooo True! I think there is a monster that goes around and steals/hides childrens binky's, toys, socks and many other things. Everyone keep an eye out for this monster, maybe we can catch him if we work together!!! Ha
Made me laugh!! Those are definitely Motherhood Mysteries...I also did not believe that washing machines/dryers actually eat socks, but many times, I have pulled Alec's clothes out of the dryer to find that socks are missing. How does that happen? Where do they go???
You're post cracked me up! I can't really relate to any of the Motherhood Mysteries yet (but mark my words...someday I will :)..he he)! I'm sure there will be many more mysteries in the very near future. :)
Have a great Wednesday!
Ok that was funny!!
Funny how things change when you become a mother!! ALl the things that can come out of a baby, toddler, child that are totally gross just don't effect a mom.
This was a funny post.
Don't you just love it when you are wearing supper in your hair and on your clothes and etc.
By the way....sorry I don't have a t-shirt for you other than the one I got for myself that is a little tight on me. I got the wrong size I guess.
Ha - loved it!
I once showed up at work with vomit on my blouse and had no idea it was there until a co-worker pointed it out to me. Same thing - just shrugged my shoulders and walked into the bathroom to clean it up.
It called "MOTHER." It changes us all forever. The binky, I lost with my first son, found it some weeks later lodged between his mattress and his bed just enough so it would not fall. I am sure he did not eat it. lol This brought back memeories for me, supper in the hair and all. You are so lucky.Enjoy every minuet. connie from Texas
I think I often leave the house after daycare and realize I had spit up on my shirt. Lovely isn't it?? And people wonder how I can leave the house without showering...or changing out of my pjs. THAT'S WHY...hehe!
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