Thursday, November 3, 2011

"Being a mom is glamorous."

Today was one of those days that I just couldn't manage to get everything working at once so that I could actually get out the door when I wanted to. Thankfully, my errands weren't time sensitive.

Poor little Monkey has teething making his tummy pretty unhappy. He's also got some allergy stuff going on (just like Mommy and Daddy, yay). So between those two things, Monkey has refused almost all forms of solid food, except Cherrios, this week. And actually today, he's only had 9 ounces of formula and a handful of Cherrios all day. That's not much for a 9 month old. Not sure if I should be worried or not. But his 9 month checkup is tomorrow morning anyway, so...

So after waking up at 5AM, lots of play, a little fighting to eat, a couple very gross diapers, a bath and a very long nap (Monkey, not me) we finally got to go run errands and come home to a sick Daddy/Hubby.

Let me just say, tomato soup and cornbread are a great way to wrap up a fussy day.

That is, until I tried to give Monkey his pre-bedtime bottle. Two sips and he projectile vomited all over himself, my leg, and the couch. A bit unsettling since he hadn't eaten anything in over 2 hours and suddenly ....BLURGH! Rush to the bathroom for bath #2 of the day. Monkey didn't really seem to be bothered by the vomit and actually got pretty excited about the prospect of his bath. This kid LOVES being in the water.

After a fresh cloth diaper and a sleeper we rejoined Hubby who asked if I needed to change my clothes too. I looked down at my vomit/ spit up sodden lower pant leg, thought about it for a second, and said, "Meh." to which Hubby responded, "Being a mommy is glamorous."

I am not, nor will I most likely ever be, anything even similar to glamorous.

I'm ok with that.

In place of glitz and style, I have snot, drool, and sometimes spit up/vomit. Instead of designer clothes, I have baggy t-shirts, sweatpants, and cloth diapers (for Monkey, not me). Instead of fancy parties I have middle of the night snuggles.

This life is so much better than being glamourous. I wouldn't change a thing, even if I could.

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