Today the bad mom award goes to me for having to call Poison Control AGAIN. Brynn was taking a bath this morning and I wasn't paying too much attention, because at least she wasn't trying to climb out (that's been our latest battle). I was sitting on the floor and eventually I noticed that there was something brown on her chin. So I take a second to try to think what she might have in the bathtub that's brown...oh right, the same thing that's in about half of her baths these days, poop. I looked over the edge of the bathtub and ya, it was pretty much all over her. I have no idea whether she actually ate some or not, but I'm pretty sure she tried. I wasn't super worried because I knew she couldn't have gotten too much in her mouth in that amount of time, but I called Poison Control anyway. They said it was no big deal and to just give her some milk, but it seems like I am always hearing these horror stories about people who don't wash their hands after changing a diaper and then they give ecoli or something to everyone.
Well, I just have to say whatever, because I have a little on my plate now. I blogged something like this recently and everyone told me to just wipee her off. Wipees it is!!! Oops, too many wipees, now the toilet is flooding. Oh good, and now Brynn is peeing all over everything in her room. And I'm running around like a chicken with my head cut off wondering what to take care of first. And by the way, is letting so much poop go down the bathtub drain all the time ever going to come back to haunt me?
Um, this is not my most glamerous day.
I taught Marty's seminary classes on Friday, and I think that I am glad I am not teaching them tomorrow. I taught about Hannah's promise to the Lord that if He would give her a son, she would raise him up unto the Lord all the days of his life. And she did, and her son grew up to be the prophet Samuel. Then Marty had a big power point with the heading:"Evening Gowns to Holy Jeans"
And he showed pictures of me from college and they showed me doing pageants, and student council, and Carnegie, and my whole point was that I used to be up on stages in evening gowns all the time, and now every pair of jeans I own has holes in them because I am on the floor all day long with a little baby, but that this is the happiest and most at peace that I have ever been, and although all of that stuff was exciting, I would never go back. Because Heavenly Father wants me to be a mom, and I LOVE being a mom right now, right? RIGHT? Ok, of COURSE I love being a mom, but right now I need to do...something. So I put on some nice suit pants that I used to wear at this great internship that I loved, trying to make myself feel a little better, but I don't have a single pair of brown shoes to go with them. We are trying to be really frugal right now so that we can refinance our house. Do I have the self-control to not go buy some nice brown shoes? On pretty much any day I would say "Absolutely!!!" But today is...special...I'll have to see what the rest of the day holds. Ok, remember all the cute cute stuff Brynn does, and all of the sweet snuggles she gives me? I love being a mom, I love being a mom, I love being a mom...
Actually, in the December Ensign Presidents Hinckley....OH...sad sad sad!
Moment of silence:
Ok, President Hinckley gave this amazing quote that I've been trying to remember throughout the day:
“When God wants a great work done in the world or a great wrong righted, he goes about it in a very unusual way. He doesn’t stir up his earthquakes or send forth his thunderbolts. Instead, he has a helpless baby born, perhaps in a simple home and of some obscure mother. And then God puts the idea into the mother’s heart, and she puts it into the baby’s mind. And then God waits. The greatest forces in the world are not the earthquakes and the thunderbolts. The greatest forces in the world are babies.”
I guess if Hannah wanted to change the world (like we all do) God could have asked her to go lobby all of Israel's political leaders or something important like that, but what he asked her to do was to have a baby and raise him up unto the Lord. And thus we have the prophet Samuel. So Hannah really did change the world. She probably just did it two steps forward, one step back.
4 comments:
Oh my gosh! You are hilarious. I can't believe that you called poison control again. Ha Ha Ha Ha! I love you! I understand how you feel and believe me, I have those days too. Way too many of them. Just know I am here to support you and if you ever want to pick up the phone, I'll be there for you!
Oh the joys of being a mother...Jared hasn't pooped in the bath tub yet but the loves the toilet and I found him in Jakes bathroom yesterday (it's Jakes bathroom because he leaves it so dirty and I refuse to go in there) eating toilet paper OUT of the toilet!!! I thought I was going to die.
Emily dear, you are quite the writer! You are so cute to share your horrors with everyone, but also your joys and how you feel and what you believe about where you are. Today I had one of those moments when I dropped off Emma at school and saw some of the teachers there that I know are moms, and I thought about how glad I am that I don't have to work, because I know that working wouldn't make me happier than being a mom. Thanks for sharing, and I love that quote! You are such a good mom. I am taking the bad mom award away from you.
I hadn't read this post until this morning and thought that you needed to be told that we love you.
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