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Thursday, September 9, 2010

Debbie Downer


or Negative Natalie--whichever term you prefer to call me today.

Because every now and then I have one of those days where I could stand to "do without" certain things.

Today I could have done without stepping in chewed up puffs that were found mashed into my white carpet.

I could have done without chewed up gold fish crackers being licked blow fish kissed onto my freshly cleaned windows.

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I could have done without Baby W repeatedly and purposely shutting his fingers in the dresser drawers until he cried {even with those safety latches}.

I could have done without Baby W hurling his food across the room and treating the word "NO" as an invitation to continue throwing.

I could have done without poopy diaper{s}. Not one--not two, but THREE in one day.

I could have done without another leaky Avent bottle all over Baby W's cutest outfit.

I could have done without Baby W learning how to squeeze out of the extra tight straps in his car seat while Momma is driving.

I could have done without the Sesame Street theme song playing in my head {over and over and over}.


I could have done without the overwhelming feeling that I am losing control over my laundry pile.


I could have done without discovering the source of the mystery stench in my car--curdled milk bottle--ugh!

And I could have done without cleaning that bottle...

And as much as I would love to pretend I'm one of those Momma's who never has "her moments"--you all know that would be a lie.

So today, when I had reached my maximum number of tolerable "moments", I did what any Momma-of-the-Year would do.


I buckled up Baby W and we headed to Mickey D's.
Where I ordered a Quarter Pounder with Cheese Extra Value Meal...

And I SUPER SIZED it...

And I added an apple pie for 50 cents...

And then I felt better.

So then I went home to feed Baby W his favorite dinner--messy Lasagna.

And I had one of those other Momma moments.
The ones where you remember why you do what you do.

Why you step in chewed up food, or go through ten loads of laundry a week, or eat spilled food off your kiddos shirt because you're too tired to walk to the trash can, or put away the same toy 47 times a day, or never sleep through the night, or forget to shower, or watch creepy Mr. Noodle on Sesame Street every morning, or clean curdled milk, or wipe stinky bummies, or forget about most of the things from your pre-Momma days...

It's because you CAN'T do without moments like these:




And then you remember that
these are the moments that matter.

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35 Comments:

At September 9, 2010 at 10:47 PM , Blogger Stephanie said...

Hi , I've been reading your blog for awhile now and I love it! I have a little guy too. He just turned two in August and I can totally relate! I love this post.

 
At September 9, 2010 at 10:50 PM , Blogger Kara said...

Love this post :) It's always nice to know that there are other momma's out there in your very SAME boat :)

Kara @ Mine for the Making

 
At September 9, 2010 at 10:50 PM , Blogger emerson-j said...

i got a hydouni (said:who deenie, as in harry, the dude that escaped, i got no idea how to spell it) strap, that clips on both sides higher up on the carseat seat belts, really great as my wee man kept getting his arms out too!

 
At September 10, 2010 at 4:41 AM , Blogger Heather said...

You are so right! In the end, I can still sit down and say "This is all worth the difficult moments!!"

 
At September 10, 2010 at 5:07 AM , Blogger Kristy said...

Thank you for the post! I love it. I have days just like that! I am so glad we have those great moments to get us through all the rest!!

 
At September 10, 2010 at 5:15 AM , Blogger Shelley said...

Did you install a nanny cam in my house yesterday? I was rolling as I was reading this thinking to myself, "Yes! Yep! Check!" Along with the mushy Goldfish crackers being mashed in my carpet, I had to bust out the vaccum so I could suck them out of the floor vents. Seeing has how she was clapping to herself afterwards, it's just as rewarding as putting Daddy's leftover change in her piggy bank.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 5:19 AM , Blogger Melissa said...

I can soooooo relate! I've been trying to paint and fix up two pieces of furniture this week. My lovely little Monkey decided to submerge my paint brush in the bucket of paint, then brushed up against the dresser (thankfully in play cloths!), which meant I had to sand and repaint that section. Oh, and yes, I walk on cereal too, hate that! I hate that crunchy feeling.
All that aside, I loved having the little Monkey around to talk to me while I painted, sanded, and had fun. She wanted to know what I was doing, and how, and all those lovely things. They are the moments that matter. Thanks for sharing!

 
At September 10, 2010 at 6:11 AM , Blogger Bobbie Mackey said...

my work schedule is crazy right now, and i have beeen having a few mommy moments. broke down and bought the little queen her first happy meal. best move every. i laughed till i cried when she couldn't figure it out while mom was taking too long to take pics, and she flipped it over and started to pull french fries out the bottom. no matter how hectic they can be, they remind you to slow down and have a good laugh. what a beautiful lasagna boy!

 
At September 10, 2010 at 6:49 AM , Blogger Life in Rehab said...

You will continue to have those days because that's what they do. They leave a trail so you can find them to hug them.

My son looks like that at dinner, but he's 19.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 7:25 AM , Blogger Marci said...

Great post!! Made me smile while I was nodding in agreement to everything you said!!

 
At September 10, 2010 at 8:17 AM , Blogger Suzi Q said...

Yeah. Do I understand this or what. Yesterday I nursed about 800 times, and watched Shrek and Toy Story with my other son, all day. Then when husband got home we got to go to target. HEAVEN. I don't bother getting my boys dressed if we aren't leaving the house. Call me bad mom if you want. It's cool. You are darling.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 8:32 AM , Blogger Chelsea F. said...

Got to love to love days like that- I have a secret stash of dark chocolate that makes me feel better.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 8:41 AM , Blogger Lyndsi said...

i LOVE this post Ashley! However, it made me miss that Baby who NOW looks so TODDLEResque ;-) We must come see you ;-)

 
At September 10, 2010 at 8:57 AM , Blogger Mrs. H said...

i LOVE that your initial solution for your personal mental health was going to mcdonalds. most people may not admit it, but i totally agree that it is the ultimate of comfort food.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 9:12 AM , Blogger Joelle said...

I had one of the SAME days. Im so comforted by your thoughts and same emotions. Its so good to hear another momma say the things that I am thinking all day long! I love your blog! thank you for helping me make it through the day.. =)
joelle1026@yahoo.com

 
At September 10, 2010 at 11:27 AM , Anonymous Debbie - Families and Literacy said...

That post almost made me cry! I think we all need to have days where things are bad and then we remember. We remember why we married our husbands or why we started college in the first place, or why the job we are working at is worth every boring or hard moment that comes our way.

Thanks for the reminder. And though I am new to your blog, I love it already.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 1:14 PM , Blogger sara said...

Look at that gorgeous boy!!

Yeah...the Avent bottles leak like mad. I finally gave up and switched to Medela and they have been great.

 
At September 10, 2010 at 2:31 PM , Blogger Justine said...

Yum, you deserve a delicious fast-food meal every now and then :)


Just Better Together

 
At September 10, 2010 at 5:24 PM , Blogger billiemonster said...

Lookit that cute lil face! LOOKIT it! haha awwwwwwwwwwwwww how can you be mad at that face. Great photos!

 
At September 11, 2010 at 4:23 PM , Blogger Jamarah Crafty Creations said...

Hi. Just found your blog via Top Mommy Blogs. Love your post. Looking forward to reading more. Have now voted for you blog. Please come by and check out my blog. www.jamarahcraftycreations.blogspot.com
Sarah

 
At September 11, 2010 at 4:54 PM , Blogger Mari said...

So I recently started reading your blog and I can totally say amen to everything you've said. My baby boy turns 1 in a couple weeks so I can really relate!

Love your blog!

 
At September 11, 2010 at 6:03 PM , Blogger Amanda said...

I HATE those leaky Advent bottles too! ARG.

 
At September 11, 2010 at 7:34 PM , Blogger Amy said...

Can totally relate too this:) I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels like this sometimes

 
At September 11, 2010 at 8:58 PM , Anonymous mylifeinpink said...

I feel so much better, I have 3 daughters (4, 3 and 1) and whenever I have one of "those days", I actually feel like I´m the only one. But I feel so much happy to know that after all being a mommy is the best job, and thanks for the reminder!!!

 
At September 11, 2010 at 9:11 PM , Blogger Kristyn said...

The curdled milk bottle is the WORST! I hate that! BTW in the second messy lasagna pix Wes looks SO much like Ben. Crazy!

 
At September 11, 2010 at 9:18 PM , Blogger Kimberly said...

Love it! (The post, not your horrible day!) I have days like this a lot... I usually write about them on Fridays, for some reason. Anyway, I linked to your headband linky after you commented on a post of mine. Now I'm a follower! :)

 
At September 11, 2010 at 9:31 PM , Blogger Shannon said...

Apple pies from Mickey D.'s always do it for me, too. I knew we were kindred spirits :). Hope all is well.

p.s. could baby W. be any cuter? He keeps astounding me with his cuteness. :)

 
At September 12, 2010 at 12:13 AM , Blogger Nina @ Momma Go Round said...

How has it been less than a week since I've seen this child and all the sudden he has a full head of hair? Where did it come from W?

LOVIN the face...it's a look boo!

 
At September 15, 2010 at 7:14 PM , Blogger hotpants™ said...

My little one keeps squeezing out of her car seat straps. It's driving me insane.

 
At September 26, 2010 at 8:07 AM , Anonymous Fleur de Lis Quilts said...

You are such a sweet, beautiful person. I'm a grandma now, so you might ask why would I read a new mommy blog. Well, it's because I love reliving the memories and because I want to be able to relate to my daughters-in-law, two have babies under a year. They are normal 20-something moms and I'm a 50-something grammy. The last thing I want is to dismiss their fears and concerns simply because I no longer live them. You are my reality check. Thank you for helping me to be a better grammy.

 
At December 21, 2010 at 8:05 PM , Blogger LUCKY 7 DESIGN said...

OMG...Ive got tears running down my face. This post freakin cracked me up. The little graduates, Sesame Street THATS MY LIFE. lol As the mama of 5 I have lived that life over and over and it never seems to change. What doesnt kill us makes us stronger....he will only give us what we can handle. Thats what I tell myself when I find those nasty curdled bottles. Hey I see that your have no cover on your sons chair is that cuz it grosses you out that all the food gets stuck in it and you have to scrub it like 10 times a day....Oh maybe thats just me and my highchair without the cover. Your awesome...from one Mama to another Momma!

 
At January 16, 2011 at 4:19 PM , Blogger LilBuckarooDesigns said...

Awe-I am so glad you pulled this one out of the archives and shared it on your FB page. This is a great post and so darn familiar :). I laughed out loud when you mentioned your Mickey D's run. I would have done the same! Another awesome post by my favorite blogger LMM :)

 
At February 3, 2011 at 8:41 AM , Blogger Megan said...

I can't stop reading your blog now that I started! Our little ones must be about the same age... they are definitely going through the same behaviors! And I feel every little bit of your pain! And I totally agree that Mr. Noodle (and his brother) are a little creepy. As my daughter is totally obsessed with Sesame Street (it's my fault for turning it on but it gives me a moment of semi-alone time), I can blog and find new blogs like your's! I do a pretty good job of tuning out the crazy voices, music and characters that come on PBS.

 
At April 8, 2011 at 10:20 PM , Blogger Becky said...

Mr. Noodle really is creepy isn't he??

 
At July 22, 2011 at 9:10 AM , Anonymous Denise said...

OMG, this is a true story I promise.

I read about half of this post, and said, "I bet this was posted on a Thursday." Scrolled to the top. Yep. Thursday.

You were having what I call "Ugly Thursday".

Every Thursday is Ugly Thursday.

I highly recommend finding a closet with a lock and hide in there until Friday comes. Yes. A door with a lock and my iPod ear buds is my happy place on Ugly Thursday.

Today is Friday, and Ugly Thursday is still fresh in my mind. It was yesterday. I survived Ugly Thursday with music blasting directly to my brain and a movie going in the back seat while I drove my young'uns around to no where. We literally went in a big circle for about 1 hour and then came back home.

 

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