Saturday, February 5, 2011
This morning was just like any other morning. Park slept with us for the second half of the night...leaving Marshall and I sleepy from all the kicks we received as our tot slept soundly and continued to take over our very large bed. (groggy, groggy but what's knew?) I'm still getting over a furious chest cold, so I decided not to make any plans today, stay home, tend to the house and play with Park. Park and I were able to color pictures together and test mommy's art skills while drawing items on his paper board and talking about them. I've never claimed to be artistic, and it was no surprise as I attempted to draw fruit...but it was cute when Park pretended to eat the fruit on the paper and giggled as we talked about them. So the drawing was worth every second of effort. Silly Mom, silly boy...
We had an appointment for some painters to give us an estimate on repainting our exterior house at 10. Therefore and oh so efficiently, at 9 am, my son had what my mom so cleverly labeled as a "poonami" in his pants.
It was a disaster zone and I had very little time to take care of the situation.
Up and down and all around the poo went...until I realized the only way to clean my son from the poonami that overtook his body was to first rinse, then bath. Sounds simple right? Wrong. Removing the clothes was interesting. The poo fell to the bathroom rugs. Great. So I stood him in the tub and did a head to toe rinse of his little body all the while he cried because of the poo that surrounded him. Next, I had to clean the tub of the poo before Park could bathe. THEN, I was able to let my sweet little man take a hot soapy bath while I dismantled my bathroom and began the hot washes in the washing machine. After everything was said and done, I had successfully removed any poonami evidence from my son and the house. (Not to mention a check mark off the item "deep clean bathroom" from my To-do List Before Baby Arrives). With a few minutes remaining, I had to get myself appropriately dressed in time for the painters to arrive. Whew!
Just another day in the life of a Mom right?!!! And I learned a new word from it: "Poonami". Thanks Mom!
Park is going to be in the shock of his life with a new baby around. I'm so used to calling him my baby all the time, I still hold him quite a bit and jeez, he is still in diapers! I'm trying to remember to call him a "big boy" as often as possible since we will have a new baby coming into the family soon (although he will always be a baby to me:) Since Park loves to help, loves to clean up and loves to cuddle, I know he will prove to be a big help to all of us when baby arrives. I just hope he doesn't get too jealous of the attention and doesn't try to hurt baby. He already shows signs of jealousy when I give other children attention over him not to mention that he gets really nervous around smaller kids and crying kids. I guess this will be the best way he gets used to babies!
As for me, I am moving along with everything...motherhood, pregnancy, my responsibilities, my blog, MY LIFE. Not a day goes by that I don't feel grateful for everything I have surrounding me, for every beautiful person in my life, for the health of my family and for the opportunities constantly knocking at my door. Thank you to all of you again for your support on my blog. I hope that all of you feel the same happiness as I. I look forward to future work and connections with all of you through The Curious Case of Mommyhood...
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