So-we had a great day yesterday. Hannah Kate and I attended the SWEETEST shower at Justin's office. It was great fun. The best part? The weather had been rainy, so she got to wear her rain boots!!!!! See below-they are so fun.
I had a mom moment as we were driving to the shower. I knew I had thrown my earrings in my purse. In an attempt to look pulled together and like-yeah, this mom thing is NOTHING. It's just a breeze. I can still manage to put together an outfit and be on time...So, I am driving and digging in my purse. I pull out a pacifier and butt paste. Now really, I am very organized so the thought that these items are floating around would be really funny to those who know me well. I did finally find the earrings.
Then, as we are heading home, missy decides she is hungry. VERY hungry. PLEASE, I silently beg. Please let me just run into Walgreens and then we can make it home in 5 minutes and eat. Little miss thing would hear nothing of it. So, I climb in the backseat and proceed to feed her in the parking lot. I am beginning to learn that all parking lots are potential dinner tables. See, I had to go to Walgreens because I HAD to get Valentines cards for my hubby. He told me the other day that he already had his. Then, he told me not to worry about getting him a card because I was a stay at home mom for a few more weeks and it was really hard work. He was not being sarcastic at all-he was being serious. And, it is really hard work. But-that pretty much solidified that he would receive not one but 5 cards.
This morning I am changing little one, talking to my aunt on the phone, and HK has a little #2 without her diaper on. OK-this seems to happen frequently, so I am getting better at not gagging or freaking out. So, she finishes as I patiently wait and continue to talk on the phone. A few minutes later I stand up and realize-it was a projectile poo, and it was somehow missed by my laser mother eyes because I am wearing it. Well, let the freak out begin. My poor aunt says, "Well, I'll let you go." She is hiding a giggle or a full out belly laugh. I leave HK on the couch because it is of UPMOST importance that I get out of poo clothes. PLUS, we have our first home visit today from our adoption agency, and I just had these visions of them arriving RIGHT THEN.
Luckily, we all survived. It was touch and go for a minute, though.
It's just me-and all of my idiosyncrasies. I work full time, I am married, and I love my dog. We just adopted a baby girl. I am completely contradictory, I am a girlie girl, and I am impatient. I like breakfast for dinner. I like apples and peanut butter. I like wine. I like entertaining. I like sleeping. I like labels and I can be a b-with an-itch when I want to be or am pushed. I want to give my baby every opportunity in the world, and I want to teach her values and the rewards of hard work. I want more children and am scared to death of the uncertainties of adoption even though I have already done it. I love my husband. I hate that I weigh the most I ever have in my whole life. I want my husband to make a zillion dollars a year, and I want him to put up his laundry and clothes when I ask. I want what most people want-and here is my story-day by day!