Instead of being at church, I'm here. Blogging with sick baby in tow.
Instead of sleeping all night, I got up twice to comfort, console, feed, and pacify.
Instead of wearing nice pants and a sweater, I'm wearing vomited-on sweat pants with pink medicine spill accents and an old T-shirt.
Instead of showering this morning, I cuddled my sick baby.
Instead of doing my hair and make-up, I played on the floor with books and blocks and a stuffed bunny.
Instead of having a great breakfast, I split a banana with the Bug.
Instead of seeing a movie I like, we're going to watch Toy Story.
Instead of going out for Sunday lunch, we're going to have left-overs at home.
Did I mention I wouldn't trade being a mommy for anything?
1 comment:
I totally know what you mean. Ain't motherhood grand? ;-)
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