*barf/major spit up everywhere all day long (this, however, is a daily occurrence) resulting in many clothing changes for me and miss Ava. And if any of you know the dilemmas of a post pregnancy wardrobe/body, you'll know that there aren't that many choices to begin with.
*Connor throwing a major fit b/c he doesn't want to change out of his Dash (from the incredibles) pajamas...we settled for jeans with the jammie top.
*blow out by Ava love as soon as we are heading out the door....mommy cleaning it up.
*going the the obgyn for the 2nd time in a week b/c they "messed up" a test (whatever that means...they probably just lost it) and needed to do it again - yeah, every woman's dream, I know!
*waiting in the lobby of the obgyn for an hour.
*Connor yelling "dop momma" every time I talk/sing in the car.
*Mayah and Connor annoying each other beyond belief in the car and screaming/nudging at each other about it.
*Ava going on 4 hours of not eating and letting me know she's not going to stand for it any longer...great planning on my part.
*sitting in rush hour traffic well past dinner time and 3 hungry kids letting me know they aren't happy.
*making a mad dash for Chick-fil-A, going through the drive through, then sitting in the parking lot to feed Ava...THEN realizing I was just feet away from, and facing, a construction site with workers still hard at work...yuck!
*milkshake dumped all over the back seat of the car....mommy cleaning it up.
*Mayah repeating over and over how Ava is making her brain hurt because of all the screaming.
*Connor "over filling" his diaper (with pee) while in his car seat...mommy cleaning it up.
*blow out by Ava love while in her car seat....mommy cleaning it up.
*Teeth marks mysteriously appearing on the top of Ava's cute little head.
*All this and mommy with no patience
I know there was more to this horrendous day, but I must have mentally blocked it out. I'll add to the list if I have any traumatizing flashbacks of any other glorious happenings. Man I love my job as mommy dearest :-) Okay, that was sarcastic, but I guess it's days like this that make me really appreciate how good my kids usually are...at least these days are few and far between!
3 comments:
Sandy and Boz,
I had to laugh at your experiences. Isn't parenthood great! So much cooped up destruction and chaos in those little bodies. But also treasures of innocence and beauty. So good to hear from the Bosworths. Merry Christmas!
Dwayne Kisby (aka Kisbajanker)
Oh Sandy - hope you guys make it to MI safe and know that I do think you are mommy dearest. Sorry about the horrible day! I have "no idea" what that is like. And I only have one so far. HA!
I remember the days when my boys said to "dop it mommy" Thank goodness for headphones in the mini van so they have no clue what I am saying and singing in the front. :) I will not be "dopped!!" :)
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