Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Musings

I decided to go off chocolate for the month of November to see if it made a difference in Elinor's temperament. But also to see if it would make a difference in the excessive maternal fat stores my body seems to think are beneficial.
I braced myself for a bitter battle. I really thought it would kill me. But you know what? No cravings, no slip-ups, no problem. I am proud to report that I made it through the entire month of November without eating any chocolate. And I think it did help Elinor. And probably me too. Should I try for December now?

While my mom was here she took the kids to Toys R Us and let them pick a toy each. Caleb chose a broom. I thought this was nice because it was cheap and would keep him from hassling me for the broom when I'm sweeping. Well, he lost broom privileges about a day after he gained them. The reasons for his desiring a broom became all too clear after several incidents involving him, the broom, a crying Emily, and a time-out in the corner.

A couple of days ago it was Sunday and we went to church. Church is hard for us. Even harder when Elinor has a massive blowout while she's nursing so she not only soils her own dress, but my light-colored shirt as well. I came prepared with a change for her, but I had nothing for myself. Maybe I should start keeping a back-up outfit in the car. So for the rest of church I refused all offers to hold the baby and kept her firmly positioned right over the mustard colored stains adorning my clothing. When it came time for choir I hid myself behind the piano before handing the baby off. Quite an embarrassing ordeal, I must say. But you mothers out there understand, right?

6 comments:

the Bartlett fam said...

I've been there. In fact, Iris did that same exact thing as I was nursing her right before her blessing. I was not amused.

Editt said...

Ah! I'm so sorry. If it helps I never noticed and I do understand. My main Sunday accessory was spit up on both shoulders and oil stains from past spit ups. I never brought a back up wardrobe just because my boys sensed the newness of something and had to mark their territory right away. At least Elinor is so adorable no one looks at your shirt. :)

Adriane said...

Yes, yes we do understand! Mike (my husband) has decided to market a line of clothing for moms that are full of different "cool" looking colors and swirls. That way puke, poop and snot all just blend right in! I'll let you know when they're in production ;)

rebecca said...

right before we had paige, sue sent me an email detailing everything that would be good to have in a baby bag, including a back-up shirt, which i've used a couple times. unfortunately, i ere on the over-prepared side and i end up saddled like a mule, and about as graceful in crowds.

Emma said...

Totally happened to me with Haley while we were at a work party for Jason. I had to borrow another lady's shirt that she came prepared with. I was mortified.

Rachel Rowell said...

My boys are the blowout kings. Super annoying! So sorry. I feel for you.