When it rains, it pours…

When you have children they say there are good days and bad days. Honestly, sometimes there are good times of day and bad times of day, good hours and bad hours , good minutes and LIFE IS OVER minutes. For some reason shit always hits the fan at the worst possible moment and, if you have multiple kids you will agree, it MUST hit the fan at the same time for all your kids.

I find getting out of the house sometimes makes the time go by faster and avoids us all getting stir crazy. So, after the kids are up in the morning, after our usual 4 diaper changes (hello life with 2 under 2), I try and get out of the house as soon as possible to go to play school, the library, or meet up with friends for play dates. Let me tell ya, somedays are WAY better than others.

The other day, after I woke up and poured myself a cup of coffee, I decided to brave the day and go to story time at the library. I got both kids up and after they both had their morning milk dose in bed we went down to quickly try and eat breakfast and get out. It all went downhill from there.

First Ava (my oldest) decided she wasn’t going to do breakfast that day and threw her cereal bowl on the floor , all while I am trying to breastfeed Sophie (my 6 month old) who is completely upset with me for interrupting her meal every 30 seconds to tend to her older sister. After the failed breakfast attempt and some frantic running around chasing two human beings (and sweating profusely) to get them dressed, I finally get both kids in their car seats only to realize that there is an odd odour present in the car. Pushing the smell away I continued strapping my 2 year old in only THEN realizing that the odour is a coming from her diaper. SO I unbuckle the soiled child, take my youngest out of her car seat and proceed to change the diaper. After quickly loading everyone back in the car, WE ARE OUT OF THE HOUSE WE ARE DRIVING, no one can stop us now.

I finally pull into the library parking lot and take out my toddler, go around to get my baby only to realize the ODOUR IS BACK, now from a different occupant of the car. I put the toddler back in the car, take out the baby and BAMM blow OUT. Why is it that every time that I put white tights on a baby, without fail, there is a blow out.

After all that we finally make it to the library only to walk in half way thru story time. We get in the back of the crowd, park the stroller, sit down. PHEW!! Five minutes into story time Ava springs up and runs out while loudly screaming she’s ‘DONE’. As everyone turns around to look at us, I take the brake off my gigantic double stroller and run to catch up to my toddler (a few peoples jackets might have fallen victim).

 

As we head back to the car I realize there is a ticket on my window. In the middle of changing a million diapers I forgot to pay 75 cents for parking 🙁

So as I load my clan into the car, I think to myself that I can still turn the day around. Since it was unusually sunny that day, I decide to head to the local play ground to let Ava run off some steam, only to find myself loading the children BACK in the car 10 minutes later because she decided to run into the stream when I attempted to snap a photo of her.

So, the verdict is sometimes there are good days, sometimes you are able to salvage your day, but sometimes your days are a write off, and sometimes you consider writing up your day and sending it away to hollywood to get rich from being covered in poop, I can dream right.

Motherhood is the toughest and most unpredictable job on the planet. It’s also the most rewarding job. Us parents are the most amazing creatures, nothing can get us down and we just keep coming back for more. It is amazing how we are able to forget the bad moments and laugh at them later, and remember the happy ones.

Cheers Ladies,
May we all make it thru those days.