A Little Story About a Big Mess

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Okay, this might be weird.  Okay, this is weird.  I think mommy-hood has done something to me? 

 

Anyway, a year ago yesterday was the day I got Kyler all dressed up like a gentleman to go see his Aunt Lyn graduate from Cosmetology School.  Being a new mommy (and even now), I snatch an occasion to get dressed up.  As stressful as getting ready with a baby is, I still snatch it because "feeling pretty" is a feeling that is rare after a baby, haha.

 

 

 

Along with getting "graduation ready", we were taking month late anniversary snapshots with a sign I made.  The pressure is on. Get ready, eat supper with family, take pictures, feed baby, wipe sweat off, wipe spit up off, fix makeup, don't trip (yeah, lame), get to ceremony on time...I'll stop there to say we got there "on time" enough to get a seat far away in the balcony.  But we could see Aunt Lyn with our binoculars. ;)

 

I'm finally sitting down.

 

I can breath.

 

My son is chilling quite nicely in his car seat.

 

A little too nicely, perhaps?

 

Poor baby, so relaxed, just let it all out, ALL OUT, on his nice clothes and in his car seat.  The really funny  bad thing was that his sweet Uncle and Auntie were holding him before I discovered the HUGE leak on myself and Ky!

 

I think the people sitting around us had a good laugh.

 

So I take my blowout baby and diaper bag up the stairs (don't trip) and into the nearest room, which happens to be a classroom that flooded back College memories, and immediately changed him, smiling awkwardly at people walking in the hallway past the class room.

 

 

 

 Being a mommy and daddy means almost missing the whole graduation party that is being thrown while you are cleaning out a car seat at home. That was the messiest his car seat has ever been and maybe will ever be. I hope that wasn't a challenge for his little brother. Yikes! Anyway, at least his mess didn't stink then as bad as it does now(!).  

 

I think in honor of this memory that happened a year ago, Kyler decided to give me another present just like the last one in the bathtub last night! Fitting.

 

Being a mommy is messy. And sweaty. And stinky. And exhausting.

 

However.

 

Being a mommy is fun. And sweet. And amazing. And rewarding.

 

 

 

(I mean look at that smile. And those four teeth.)

 

Which in my book completely outweighs the stinky part!

 

I wouldn't trade them though.  Stinky parts make great memories.