Kelly
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Happy Birthday....err!
I did something this weekend I’ve never done before. I got Sasha dressed in her prettiest party dress, I tied a ribbon onto the perfectly wrapped gift, and I blew my hair straight. None of that is the new part. I then strolled up the walk to Sasha’s little friend’s birthday party…still not the novel event. I rang the doorbell, and we shouted happy birthday in unison just as we’d practiced in the car. What happened next knocked the wind out of me. I was an entire week early!!!! This has never ever happened to me or anyone in my immediate family (who’s not named Heather.) Am I finally slipping? Is the strain of trying to be the perfect Mommy starting to show? Suffice it to say we came in anyway and had a very awkward one on one birthday party. From now on I will keep a calendar in my kitchen, car, and bra. If this type of snafu should re occur, I will have no choice but witness protection!
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I was taking my 4 year old daughter to school one morning. I asked her do you want to stop and get donuts and juice. She was so excited, I did when I handed her the juice first thing I said was, don't spill it honey. First thing she did was spill it a little between her legs on her pants. I put a few paper towels there to soak up the wetness, told her I would change her when we get to school. I arrived at her school, opened my truck to my car, looking franticly for shorts or jeans. I usally keep extras, of course I did not have anything. I told her pumpkin lets go inside and ask the nurse if she has any extra shorts. We went inside, the nurse looked at me crazy stating, no why would we have extra clothes... I said for days like this lady. I then took my daughter to the restroom, held her upside down under the hand dryer blower thing trying to dry her pants...lol as all the parents walked past staring at me, while my daughter said you are burning my danger zone mommy... all the while my legs, butt, and arms are so sore from trying to work out the night before. I could barley hold her up without looking crazy and fighting the pain in my body soreness... it was a very embarassing day and we finally just went to the local store and bought new shorts. my daughter said now, I told you not to give me drinks in the car mommy.

I just laughed so I wouldnt cry.
It was bound to happen at some time Kelly, and I do think the calendar in the kitchen, car, and bra will definitely keep you squared away if not looking like you took the top off a cake in one side of your bra!
I had to succumb to the human level of Mama-hood when my third child was born, until then I had 'em all fooled! That third one knocks you for a loop but I do believe once you have three, you could have 83 it's all over anyway. And like your previous post, self-care is out the window unless you call plucking your brows at midnight relaxing!
Hang in there girl, you'll shine again!

Jayne in Maine

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