All right, here's the story of the morning that got my blog wheels turning. Seriously y'all, I couldn't have dreamed the following events up. Last fall, one morning I was feeling quite motivated so I told Trey that I would take the girls to school (I'm so LUCKY that I don't have to take them and pick them up most of the time since he works there!). I was going to drop them off and hit the gym (because prior to this morning I had been using my gym membership mainly to drop off the kids in the childcare and go layout by the outdoor pool....horrible, I know, but I sure did enjoy my quiet time!).
So, I get all 4 kids loaded up---early I might add-- in the car (our new car we had less than a week....new to us, atleast!), and it won't start. My new car won't start! Wasn't this why we got a new car because our old one wouldn't start?!?!? After making several
FRANTIC phone calls to all the men in my family and knocking on a few neighbors doors, which none of them answered, I remembered the guy we bought the van from gave us a battery because he said he might need it soon. Even though we are careful to check and double-check lights, I'm sure one was left on. Hmmmm....."is there any way a girl who doesn't even know what the battery looks like or where it goes could change one", I thought.
I went to work. My
AWESOME brother-in-law Ben talked me through it on the phone. Although what probably would have taken him or anybody who knows anything about cars 15 minutes took me a good 1 1/2 hours.
I finally get all the kids in the car....run into grab my coffee and realize we had a dirty diaper situation. No big deal...we are already
REALLY late, what is 5 more minutes? So, I quickly take Addy back in the house and change her diaper and whole outfit (yep, it was one of those), wipe down her carseat, and we are on our way.....unfortunately the story does not end there.
I walked the girls into school....partly thinking maybe I could brag to someone about my new auto mechanic abilities. I noticed Addy's booty was a bit damp, but I had to wipe down her seat pretty good, so I didn't think twice. I get the girls signed in, say "hello" to the principal (which is my hubby's boss) and she asks to hold Addison. No big deal, except for it was at that moment, I realized that I forgot to put a diaper back on my sweet baby. So, that damp feeling was not from the washcloth at all. So, no I couldn't let my husband's boss hold her and yes I had to explain why.
All the impressed looks about the car battery quickly turned to pity...since I was now the mom who couldn't remember to put her baby's diaper back on. Seriously, I have
NEVER forgotten to put a diaper on a child in about 7 years straight....to be honest, I'm still not sure about the logistics of putting her clothes on without one. : )
Has anyone else ever had one of those days where the
SUPERMOM feeling quickly turns to complete embarassment????