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Spit Happens December 30, 2009

Filed under: Mommyhood — anetmarie @ 6:57 AM

Spit Happens. This I know.. for my children show me so.

SO as I sit at 10:05 pm… the first time I get to sit down today as the 20 and 2 month old kiddos are finally asleep… I am forced to remember just how much “fun” my day was by the smell coming from my upper left shoulder…. Ok and to be honest down my shirt as well. Spit Up.

Now, mind you this doesn’t happen at night. My sweet little boy is able to contain his regurgitated milk all night long as he sleeps and then feasts off and on throughout the long night.  The day time is an entirely different story and I do know why. For fun and maybe a reason to laugh I will elaborate the day…

Today:

5:30 am- Baby punches me in the face. I pat his back. Whack! Fist in the face. Pat,pat,pat… dang it.. now its double time fist punching from my baby boxer. Ahhh… ok, baby eat. Baby fed. Baby back to sleep….

8:20 am- Phone rings. Don’t realize it until the machine picks up. Its a friend who is also a county sheriff. Wants me to call his cell.  I panick. Whats wrong? He never calls this early. Must slowly reach for phone as not to wake sleeping boxer baby from his dreamy bliss. I whisper to hubby “Phone.”

8:23 am- “Hello, Ed? Everything ok?”  “Annette! Yes, I had a horrible night last night!”  “Oh, no, what happened?” “My hair got jacked up, it’s so bad, can you help me!”           I’m thinking: Serious? He is a cop and his bad night was a misshapen hair cut!? You’ve got to be kidding me!

——feed baby, get other baby out of bed. Change diapers. While holding baby… Pour sippy cup of milk and warm wheat pancakes,unload and load dishwasher, start load of clothes——–Baby Spits.

9:15- Door knocks. I roll my eyes. Ed is here, but he said he would be here at 9:30. I am in my pjs, no my hair is not brushed, either are my teeth. Coffee is not made. Kids are up, baby crying, Daddy gone for work. Well, what does he expect? I was just fast a sleep an hour ago!   “Come in Ed, your early… excuse my house!”  (Though I don’t think he cares since he is so focused on his hair!) Baby continues to cry in his baby chair for the next 40 mins while I cut hair.

10:00 am- Hair is fixed. He is happy and leaves.  Baby fell asleep. I rush to throw on clean clothes, brush hair and put back into a messy bun, get toddler dressed. Then wake sleeping baby to dress him. Feed him. Toddler poops. Change him. Pick baby back up, burp him.  Wipe his spit up off my shirt. Lay him down to pick up the clothes my toddler has strewn across the living room while I cut hair. Pick up now crying baby, calm him. Put him in car seat. Carry toddler to car, then baby.

10:45- Arrive at the dentist. Take children to the daycare room, baby spits… AGAIN. Toddler cries… I got up for my appointment.

11:45- Appointment done. Run down the stairs to get my kids. Dentist follows me because he feels bad after seeing me carry both children down the stairs earlier and offers to help carry them back up and out to car. Nice.

12:00 arrive home, but Toddler is just starting to fall asleep and baby has just stopped screaming his head off. Decide to go to McDonald’s for a .99 cent iced tea… so I turn back around.

12:20- Home. Debate. Bring baby or toddler in first. Pick my poison. I decide baby. Once in, he is crying. Get him out. He Spits.  Yuck. Chunky. Lay him on sofa, get toddler and lay him on chair knowing this is my only chance at him napping is letting him do it in the living room. He cries. I say ‘mommy has to feed baby’, and he to my delight nods his head in agreement and nods off to sleep.

12:22- Feed baby. Baby wants to play. Play with baby, make lunch, talk to kids daddy on phone and says he can come home for a couple hours since he has a late appt. tonight. Baby Spits.

3pm- Daddy leaves, toddler wakes. Toddler eats late lunch. And runs off to play. Baby sleeps. I run to the shower. Door open so toddler doesn’t think mommy left him. Urgh.  Hot water. Soap. Smells good. Nice. Spit -up smelling shirt retired for the day. (well that one anyways)

3:15-Door knocks. I’m not dressed. Throw on workout pants and oversized strip shirt. Answer door- and thank friend who I forgot was coming even though I just talked to her for the baby hand-me-downs. Look at myself and think “Maybe I will get to work out today!”

4:00- Read Jesse Bear What will you wear five times. Baby wakes. Baby eats. Toddler wants to play more. Read Jesse Bear again. Play on floor with kids. Toddler hits baby in head with plastic Wii Bat. Time out. Baby goes with mom to start the timer, then to pick up books, back to toddler for hugs and talk, and – guess what? Baby spits. Dang it. so much for  a clean shirt.

4:20- talk on phone to friend. Realize we both need to make dinner. Off to the kitchen.

6- Dinner made. Dinner ate. Start bath, feed baby. Turn off classical baby music that has been playing for past 3 hours. Think to myself I haven’t drank water today. then I get distracted and continue to not drink it!

6:40- Stare at clock .  Wish it was later so I could put kids to bed. What to do?  Toddler wants to play drums with an audience. I cover baby’s ears and cheer him on. Now its on to cars. No, drums… oh wait.. how about play the drums with the cars. Baby eats. Baby Spits.. A LOT this time! I smell.

Until 7:45- Clean house. Carry baby. Lay baby down to  play. Pick baby up. Toddler says he is still hungry. Make oatmeal with peaches. Bounce baby on knee while feeding toddler. Put on “Brainy baby” for toddler. Quiet time. Feed baby AGAIN. Baby spits as I re-load the dishwasher and change the laundry while holding him. Could be the bouncy pressure?!

8:45- Toddler in crib. Baby in arms. Me in rocking chair by the crib holding toddlers hand with my right hand and baby with my left. We pray. . . Peace.  Claim peace. Speak peace.

9pm- Toddler is almost asleep, but remains his death grip hold on my fingers. Baby spits all over my shirt and then proceeds to eat it since he got on his hands. I am stuck- can’t let go of toddler without him waking and screaming. Dad walks in the door. Toddler Up. “Dadddyyy!! Me!  DAAAAAd, ME!”   I sigh. Daddy takes toddler and rocks him. I take baby and clean more house.

9:30- Daddy is out of toddler room, and is “starving” I put pizza in the oven knowing he won’t want what we had for dinner. He eats. Baby eats. Baby spits.. before Daddy gets him of course!

10:05 – I sit down to write my first blog. And smell like spit. My hair is still up in a wet messy bun from my 3:00 shower. I didn’t get to work out. I did manage to read 5 more pages of a book while I went to the bathroom today. I did manage to only stink up two shirts, 3 burp rags and a blanket with “spit”.

10:50. now. Can’t belive I just took 45 mins of time I could have been in bed reading to write on here about my spit-ful day!  But it was kinda nice to get it out, if anything but for me. As someday I shall look back ( as time does fly) and be thankful for my smelly shirt.

10:51- Goodnight!

 

8 Responses to “Spit Happens”

  1. Christine Says:

    thoroughly enjoyed it! Keep up the writing! 🙂

  2. Valerie Says:

    Very cute! sounds like a busy day sis!

  3. Tami Cook Says:

    I Love it! I so can relate, now do that 10 times, & grandchildren! Not to mention Daycare & 3 Marchal children, whom I loved as my owm, yep.. I get it! : )

  4. Tami Cook Says:

    Keep blogging hun, you have a talent for it!

  5. Deedee Says:

    Annette- So funny! Every person who thinks a stay-at-home mom/wife does nothing should read this! We are far busier than people (i.e. husbands sometimes I have to admit, and those who have never been in our position) realize. It’s 8:18p.m. I am on the computer, and Sawyer has been climbing all over me while I try to type! I did get a break today tho, generally that doesn’t happen, to go get my hair done (Sabin watched my kids). Oh, it was so nice! But then I came home and had 2 of Eli’s friends over that I watched! Ugh! Four boys to deal with, I’m exhausted! They were good tho! :0)

  6. Donovan Says:

    That is awesome! I mean what you wrote, not that it was a “Spitty” day!

  7. Janelle Says:

    Wow. Sis– I laughed as I read this entire blog! I have always enjoyed your writing! You are the greatest mommy in the world and someday you WILL look back to the “smelly shirt” day and smile. You are amazing. Love you more than you know. ❤ Janelle

  8. Stephanie Says:

    Oh my Lord this is so hilarious!!!! You are seriously like the energizer bunny girl!!! Oh my gosh I am still cracking up!! Love you Net!!


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