I reread the post I published the other day and almost deleted it. It started to seem kind of cold and impersonal, like I was glossing over all the "hiccups" that occur in my everyday life, the difficult things that come from taking care of two children under the age of three but then I realized that's why I started this blog in the first place - to have a calm, quiet place of my own, a place where I'm not a human pacifier or rocking horse, where there aren't any smooshed peas on the floor, where I don't trip over the exersaucer on my way to the bathroom at three am, etc. (I'm sure you get the idea). I've always wanted this space to be about those things and moments in my life I find dear, not my bellyaching about sleep deprivation, lack of time for myself, yada yada yada because I know when my children have left home and I can sleep as long as I like and do whatever I like, I will reminisce these present days with a heavy, heavy heart.
So, here's what else happened on Mother's Day (and this is what makes it a day I'll hopefully remember when I'm old and grey):
After a restaurant brunch, we started our trip to the bird sanctuary - a fair ways across town and then a short distance on the highway. I was down to "E" on the gas meter. Baby Aris, as most babies, does not care in the least for his carseat and was doing his best to let us know. That's why I don't really drive much, I can't with a crying baby. We were in a part of town where there weren't any gas stations so we had to drive 15 minutes out of our way to a suburban gas station. B loves carwashes and well, it had been a year since the car was last washed so, ok, we all sat in the front seat (thank god) and watched the giant rotating bristles and sponges do their thing. Just then, purple and orange sudsy lava started pouring through one of the back doors and the sun roof! I had forgotten to close both of them all the way! This, to date is one of the worst consequences of my affliction with "mommy brain". B and I just looked at each other and laughed. What else could we do? We then had to buy a token to use the vacuum and suck out all the foam so the children could sit in their seats - ack! Ollie said to me, "Did that ruin Happy Mothers' Day?" No way! That made my day for sure. I'm going to try and take the time to be a little more wordy in my future posts, so I can read back and remember EVERYTHING.
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