Well...guess it's official. I've entered the blog world. I'm looking forward to allowing gigabytes to save my thoughts for me, rather than notebooks. :)
Today's initial post came after my sweet husband encouraged me to do so, my mother liking what I have written in the past, and the final inspiration came from my sister-in-law posting a blog! So, here goes...
I woke up this morning with my only plan consisting of staying home on a rainy day, nursing and snuggling my 4 week old, playing with my 2 year old, and attempting to put a small dent in the serious lack of sleep from the last month (last several months really...well lets be honest...YEARS!). But like any solid plan, a curve ball came. Nothing to taxing on paper...we were down to only enough dog food for two meals for our chocolate lab. And for a dog that loves her food, this would end in a serious crisis.
So without a shower, a quick application of mascara and light bronzer (because even the petstore deserves mascara), my two sons and I headed out. I got both boys in the car, strapped on my moby wrap and headed out. When I had to turn on the wipers by the first stop light and happened to glance at the gas tank needle, I started to regret my decision to go. But we journeyed on... At the next stoplight I removed my moby wrap ( a very difficult task seated and strapped in by a seatbelt!) thinking I'd just take the carseat in with the rain.
We arrived at the pet store with full on central-Illinois-thunderstorm now (God bless the inventor of waterproof mascara!). I jumped out of the car and opened the door where my oldest sat in his carseat. I then realized I had not grabbed shoes for my independent toddler!! My heart sank, I felt like a major mommy-failure at that point. He had adorable shoes at home that matched his plaid shorts and coordinating top. At this point, I remembered I still had his water shoes in the car from the pool the day before. Found them and put them on, feeling a bit disappointed that now his shoes were a screaming neon blue and black with his red/light blue shorts and shirt. Ok…so we headed in.
Now take the second child…anyone who has been blessed with children knows that the first few months of life are spent in increments between feedings. I thought I had enough time from the last feed to get to the pet store and back home. I was wrong. Now my second child is wailing from what sounds like severe hunger pains and the pet owners are looking at me and my parade walking through.
We make it through the pet store…yes I brought the wrong bag of dog food up to the counter and had to go all the way back through the store to get the right stuff. But we made it. From complete embarrassment, I politely declined the offer of help to my car (I doubt she really wanted to help me anyways and was probably praying I declined). So…off we went…back home. One with waterproof mascara, one with water shoes, and one wailing.
With all that said…that's how I'll approach this blog and much of life. I'll try to be prepared (buying waterproof mascara), be thankful for yesterday's water shoes (remembering some in the world don't have any shoes), remember it's okay to cry sometimes, and of course wait for the promise of a rainbow after a thunderstorm. I'll blog what I can…but won't panic if my words aren't great and don't mean much to anyone but me. I can laugh at myself :)
Until the next MOMent….
Rachel
