One thing I have learned about being a mom is that you HAVE to be flexible.
Take my day on January 19th, 2007 (Children were almost 2, 3, 5 and 7) :
It's Friday, we have a half-day for homeschooling so that goes fast. I take my hubby to the doctor, find out he needs an antibiotic for the next couple weeks. That's cool, now he is taken care of.
It's Friday, we have a half-day for homeschooling so that goes fast. I take my hubby to the doctor, find out he needs an antibiotic for the next couple weeks. That's cool, now he is taken care of.
On to the rest of the day:
I wake up the kiddos from their naps, we have 45 minutes till Sierra's Kung Fu class. Then we are going to run errands, pick up daddy's prescription and then go back to Kung Fu for the older two's class......
That is what was supposed to happen...HOWEVER.....
It doesn't.
I get the older two up and moving. Sierra is doing her usual grumpy-I hate-being-woke-up-attitude. She is like this every Friday afternoon cause she hates being woke up from her nap. So I don't think too much about it. However, she doesn't shake it off and pretty soon I am trying to figure out what is going on.
I found out.....All over my chest and splashing down my lap.....Yumm-O as Rachael Ray would say! Ugh...
Why didn't I listen to that nagging voice in the back of my head that said, "Watch out, she's got that whine that is her "throw-up" whine"??
So I get her cleaned up and in the bath, strip off my nasty and drenched clothes, get them in the washing machine and decide to go check on baby...baby being the almost 2-year old Shelby...
Wow, should have checked on her sooner.....can my afternoon get much better????
Well.....she had been laying down on my bed for her nap...Yeah, you get the picture...she apparently woke up....drank some milk from her sippy cup and proceeded to re-issue the milk all over my blanket, down the side of the bed, a nice trail to my bedroom door and a nice pool in front of the door complete with a nice splash-up affect on the door...
Sigh...
Right now...I would like to change careers....but I can't SO...I finish the job that was given to me almost 8 years ago and start cleaning up that mess.
Why my room? Why my bed? Why my favorite blanket?
Oh well. Such is life and such is my afternoon and I have no idea when I will get the errands ran and the prescription picked up...BUT...
I wake up the kiddos from their naps, we have 45 minutes till Sierra's Kung Fu class. Then we are going to run errands, pick up daddy's prescription and then go back to Kung Fu for the older two's class......
That is what was supposed to happen...HOWEVER.....
It doesn't.
I get the older two up and moving. Sierra is doing her usual grumpy-I hate-being-woke-up-attitude. She is like this every Friday afternoon cause she hates being woke up from her nap. So I don't think too much about it. However, she doesn't shake it off and pretty soon I am trying to figure out what is going on.
I found out.....All over my chest and splashing down my lap.....Yumm-O as Rachael Ray would say! Ugh...
Why didn't I listen to that nagging voice in the back of my head that said, "Watch out, she's got that whine that is her "throw-up" whine"??
So I get her cleaned up and in the bath, strip off my nasty and drenched clothes, get them in the washing machine and decide to go check on baby...baby being the almost 2-year old Shelby...
Wow, should have checked on her sooner.....can my afternoon get much better????
Well.....she had been laying down on my bed for her nap...Yeah, you get the picture...she apparently woke up....drank some milk from her sippy cup and proceeded to re-issue the milk all over my blanket, down the side of the bed, a nice trail to my bedroom door and a nice pool in front of the door complete with a nice splash-up affect on the door...
Sigh...
Right now...I would like to change careers....but I can't SO...I finish the job that was given to me almost 8 years ago and start cleaning up that mess.
Why my room? Why my bed? Why my favorite blanket?
Oh well. Such is life and such is my afternoon and I have no idea when I will get the errands ran and the prescription picked up...BUT...
I AM Flexible! Let's do this!
Life can give you lemons but it's all about what you choose to do with those lemons. As a momma, you are the one that sets the atmosphere of your home. It's all about your attitude when the barf hits the floor...literally!
Have a great day and may it not be filled with barf!
Heidi
I Am Flexible! Welcome to Motherhood!
I Am Flexible! Welcome to Motherhood!
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