Have you ever noticed that we parents often look like sleep-deprived zombies? Do you wonder how we ever complete the daily tasks? In honor of Mother’s Day, I’d like to tip my hat to all mothers who hang on with their fingernails and function each day with grace and humor, by sharing a special memory of a parenting fiasco that I experienced when my youngest son was five months old.
One afternoon I was in the midst of doing something in the living room when the phone rang. I reached over to get the phone off the table next to the couch, but I accidentally knocked it to the floor, and the battery fell out, so it wouldn’t work. I ran into the kitchen to pick up the wall phone which was connected to the base by a long tangled cord. It ended up being one of my sisters, and we began to discuss which clothes we needed to swap as we have children close in age and at that point we traded hand-me-downs back and forth. We spent some time catching up on life, and then my niece wanted to talk to me. About that time, my oldest daughter walked in from school, and so she wanted to talk to her cousin. They chatted for a few minutes and my niece sang the ABC’s to my daughter and then to me as well. At that point I started to hear my youngest son ”talking” in the living room, so I told my daughter to go get her brother and bring him to me, since I was still using the wall phone and as a result was stuck in the kitchen. As I continued talking to my sister I heard my daughter coming back to the kitchen saying, “Uh, Mom, I think we’re missing something…” As she reached the kitchen door, I looked over and there she was holding my son out in front of her by his armpits. The problem was my son wasn’t wearing a diaper. In fact he was completely naked from the waist down. Now go back and read everything that I said took place from when I was “doing something in the living room” to when my daughter walked in holding my son. That doing something was changing his diaper. He was just lying on the floor the whole time waiting for the clean diaper to be applied. Amazingly he did not “christen” the rug. The poor thing was probably thinking, “Ooooh, what is that draft that I am feeling?” Sixth babies really have to put up with a lot!
To all you moms who hold it together one moment at a time, many blessings to you. And may you be able to see the humor in the ridiculous that seems to happen every day of our lives. Grace and Peace! Happy Mother’s Day!
Do you have a “woops!” moment? We’d love to hear from you about how you have found humor in the ridiculous.
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