Many, many years ago I was baby sitting the daughter of one of my besties, Ange who writes with me at Mommas Review. At the time her daughter Cay was about 3 years old and still an only child and I was just keeping an eye on her while her father was at the beach down the street fishing. Shortly after he left it started to rain – and by rain I mean POUR. So his fishing trip (and my baby sitting duties) were cut pretty short. He came home pretty quick, soaking wet, and exclaimed something along the lines of, “Man one minute it was beautiful out and then the next thing I know, the SKY is falling!” And Cay with all of her three year old wisdom, looked up at him in all seriousness and said, “Nuh uh daddy, it’s just raining.” And I swooned and wished I had kids of my own (and baby look at me now!).
I think about that moment a lot, when my son says something so clever, so far above what I expect his little mind to be capable of. And when it rains. Or pours. Like right now. It’s been raining since I woke up – like our satellite lost it’s signal for awhile raining. It’s pouring. The sky is falling. Some old man is probably snoring. It hasn’t done much for my already bleak morning. I’m pretty lucky most mornings, since we live within 10 minutes of Dan’s office, he usually doesn’t leave until around 8am most mornings. But he had to be in early this morning and he left around 6:30. Unfortunately we weren’t with it enough to get me up earlier, so he dragged me out of bed at exactly 6:30 and left. Oh I am spoiled. Can you believe I had to make my own breakfast this morning and feed the kids, and change diapers, and do dishes and laundry and oh my god, kill me already. I know, it’s a little pathetic. But I like some time to wake up in the morning before I start being productive but both kids were awake and that didn’t really happen for me. Sure, I probably could have waited and done the dishes later but it was 6:30 in the morning and I wasn’t really thinking straight. More like stumbling around the kitchen trying to put together breakfast without dying.
I didn’t die but the mouse for our kitchen computer (an oh so ancient iMac that is only just fast enough to access our server-based recipe database and run a calculator) might have since I somehow managed to knock it off the top of the computer and (seriously) into my brewing tea. So I got to drink iMac flavored chai tea and the mouse… well, we’ll see. Every time I pick it up to clean it, more tea falls out. So I clean that up, try to get it open more, the baby cries and I walk away, and then later, yup, still more tea. It took awhile to actually drink my tea and eat my breakfast as obviously the kids’ appetites are more important than mine and you know all of these things are normal and happen every day (except my little wireless mouse homicide) and aren’t a big deal but at the moment in time, as it was happening, man. I just wanted to go back to bed and call a do over. But Dan was already gone and life was moving on without me.
I don’t know how I pulled myself out of that little black hole of despair but somehow I managed to stop feeling sorry for myself and yelling at anything that moved or spoke or asked for more water and eventually we were all okay again. But, I mean, it’s not even 11 am so the day is hardly over. That black cloud could certainly come back when my 3 year old refuses to nap yet again and the baby does her whole I’m not hungry or tired or gassy or anything but I still hate you because I’m probably teething even though I’m probably too young for that and really I just don’t like you very much thing that she does from time to time. I might still yet be a babbling ball of crazy by the time Dan comes home tonight (god, I hope he can leave early since he went in early…). Cross your fingers for me.
Momma said there’d be days like this…
How about we end this self pity on a positive note. Here’s a picture of my baby girl not hating me.
So what do we think of this headband? Yay or nay?
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12 responses to “the SKY is FALLING”
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@ Sues2u2 : Oh I’m quite certain none of this well ever exactly *end* – I’d imagine our children will almost always take precedence over ourselves. It’s just at 6:30 in the morning that I’m against it – haha – I’m in for it when the kids start school!
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Sorry you had a bad day hun. Hope today is far better! I on the other hand may be dealing with another ear infection for Mr. J……at the very least a bad cold. ugh. Poor kid.
As for the bow…. IT’S CUTE!! (and I am not bias just becase I bought it for her… it’s just adorable!)
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I *love* the headband on BB but even w/o it she’s adorable. And not to scare you or anything but my kids are older & I have days like that too, although it’s really nice that they can feed themselves. Makes summer vacay ever so much better! *grin*
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I hope things start looking up for you. A new baby and toddler are tough all the time, every day.
And, you know I’m all for the headband now.
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Oh yes, there are days just like this. I feel like my September has been like this. There are bright moments and knowing that this isn’t always the case, gives me hope. Hope the day got better for you.
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Ok, so let me fully admit I cried during the first paragraph. You captured my daughter so absolutely perfectly. Two children sure does make things a lot more hectic!
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I have to chime in on the bow thing. I don’t particularly like them on little babies, but if you want to use barrettes and ponytails and things when she actually does have hair and she’s a toddler, it’s good to start now, so she’s used to having something in her hair. If you wait until she does have hair to start using them, then she’ll just pull them out. I’m speaking from experience here, and you’d think by the third girl I would have learned.
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@ Nancy : lmao, honestly, really, before I had BB I kind of felt the same way about the bow thing, just wasn’t sure what all the hype was. But then we somehow managed to aquire like 5 of them already and the other day I decided to try one out on her and was just *gasp* It’s cute! haha so yeah you never know.
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I’ve had mornings (and afternoons and evenings) like that. The line I could totally relate to was “yelling at anything that moved or spoke or asked for more water.” God, is that me. And I feel horrible.
I’m going to be honest because I think you can take it, but I hate bows and headbands on babies. I always have. On little girls they’re adorable but there’s something about that little head with a big dumb bow on it that makes my skin crawl.
Now, that being said, I don’t have girls, and who knows how that opinion would change if I did have my own to put pretty things on. I could go on forever with the things I said I would never do that of course, I do. But I have a pretty good idea that I wouldn’t go back on the “no bows on babies” opinion.
Aren’t you glad you asked? 😀
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@ Jean : The mouse was perched on top of the monitor, which is on the kitchen counter. I was putting a dish away or something and knocked it over, of course, right into the tea. ::sigh::
She is pretty nonchalant about the whole bow thing, honestly she could care less. I’m sure she knows she looks stellar with or without it.
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I’m still trying to figure out how the wireless mouse jumped in your tea…then again I don’t have to understand cause I understand…understand? 🙂
Poor baby bb and her grumpies, hope you have a better day! Love the bow, though I’m not big on babies with bows the size of their head (that’s probably just me) this one looks perfect. The real question is, how does she feel about the bow?
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