It is confession time here at The Thoughts I Think. The story I am about to reveal to you is tragic. I would really rather not admit it to you but because it might be helful I will expose myself (via printed page of course).
Before I was a parent …now, prepare yourselves…but before I became a mother I had… ideas about parenting** GASP!** I know, I know, it is the number one rule in life to never say never but I did, and unfortunately I did it with frequent censure.
The days before my tiny tot entered the world I used to wonder how a woman could walk into a public place looking like she had just completed a 10K marathon complete with children who looked like they were dressed and styled by chimpanzees.
I used to say, “Wow, I will never look like that in public and I certainly would never allow my children to look that way either.”
Ah, parenthood makes fools of us all; fast forward from those fateful words to yesterday morning.
I found myself at the grocery store in what appeared to be clothing but was in fact various forms of paper towel; my sweatshirt had been sneezed on, coughed on and the sleeves had been used to mop up medicine that was too disgusting to be swallowed. I hadn’t slept in two days, hadn’t showered in three, my hair was covered by my husband’s ball cap, my shorts had a lime green stain from the popsicle puddle my child left on the couch and I think I was wearing shoes but I can’t be a hundred percent certain. The only thing I did know for certain was that I looked like some sort of bridge-dwelling troll out in search for cough suppressant.
Up until that point my daughter had been sick for a week. Unbeknownst to me not all mothers get that super-mom-immunity that is supposed to take place at the time of childbearing, so I had been sick right alongside her.
When the pharmacist informed me that they didn’t sell cough medicine anymore for children under the age of six, I caught a glimpse of myself on a security mirror, you know, one of those big round ones that they use to spy on shoplifting patrons. As much as I would like to blame my reflection on the fun-house properties of that mirror I realized that I was looking at the woman I swore I’d never be.
Pitifully, I went home without the medication I had searched so vehemently for and proceeded to eat my words for breakfast, lunch a dinner.
As it turns out irony tastes an awful lot like cough suppressant.
I subscribe to (in)courage and reading the article this morning lead me to read your blog, and I was just wondering…can we be friends??? You make me laugh and it has been my medicine this morning. I am at a brand new place in life…new city, new role (now a wife), no job, no friends and I really just want to smile. You did that for me this morning, well, you and my husband and I doing crazy dance moves in our living room. 😀 Too much info? Anyway – I just wanted to thank you for being you, and being courageous enough to lay down your life and answer the calling God had for you. Praise Him!
OH MY! Jodee THANK YOU!
I don’t think readers realize but we are just as blessed by you. Thank you for your sweet words…I NEEDED YOU TODAY TOO!
And we can totally be friends 🙂 I’m so glad I could make you laugh! God has blessed me to be a blessing…have a super-wonderific-day!
Ginny, all I can say (again) is ME TOO! I used to be someone who didn’t leave the house without lipstick. Now I’m lucky to have my shirt buttoned.
Dog-gone Karma, it’s always biting me in the rear.
You crack me up, hope you get to feeling better soon.
Hi Jenny;
I passed along an award. Thanks for always making me smile.
An award??? I’m intrigued? No, flattered…No, intrigued…wait what is it for? Oh, who cares? An Award!! Woo-Hoo for gold stars!
I’m glad I can make you smile 🙂 Thanks for reading and for all your sweet comments!!!!
oh my goodness, if it weren’t for hats, i wouldn’t leave the house for half the week!
love your story…where have you been all my life?
Congrats on the new job. I love reading your articles. They are always so well written and most of the time it’s like you’re reading my mind. I especially relate to this one. I’m so in the same boat when it comes to how I look in public now. I’m constantly being used as a napkin or a tissue! I loved reading your story.
Thanks, Becky! So glad you can relate and thanks for reading 🙂