…should be included in the job description of Mom, along with floating pedi holidays and a few “I’ve had it!” days off. Yes, I am typing one handed…and desperately searching for that handy sling I stored away so I could find it easily. Ok, it’s not THAT bad but ow. I got bit. Bitten by a wild animal, with newly emerged teeth covered in Oreo remenants. It may be infected. (Trivial Alert!: I have to wear a halter dress for our family wedding in a week or so…that bite mark/bruise will be so AWESOME in pics). So now that animal is in his crib for a timeout…which most likely will turn into a nap. Praise the Lord.
And it’s just 1pm. I have already dealt with my finest plastic measuring cup shattering (scaring said animal)against the fridge, 2..yes 2 wet willies, thanks to the teacher of that, 2 trips of scaring me to death by taking a sharp left off the sidewalk into the street.. thank god we don’t live near Toyoko Drift, oh and biting Wrig and leaving lovely oreo remenants in his fur. Note: If you ever want to know what the Martinez’s have eaten for dinner, check Wrig. Poor guy…all the hugging, petting, kissing and biting make him a walking napkin of sorts.
I read a blog today that made me laugh outloud. She compared motherhood to prepping for a career in herding cats. Amen. (Thanks for Big Mama, she’s hilarious). Last night we went to our niece Sam’s h.s. graduation. I did the math in my head and I thought, I would enjoy actually seeing Sam walk across the stage rather than a hallway or bathroom to calm a crying child. So L stayed with Nana. Thank YOU Nana. Auntie Cait came to play with him too. So I got to see Sam walk and also got to walk the hallway and bathroom with a crying child. God bless Paco. Oh well.
Motherhood, can’t get away from it, ever… or it will come to bite you. Or give you a wet willy. Fun. 🙂