Mommified

It's official I've been Mommified. I've seen it happening to others for years and now I've become part of the madness. Don't worry I'm not talking about being Mummified for all my entrails are safely where they should be, but I'm talking more about slime and snot. Yes slime. I was getting ready for bed and I looked down at my Pajama shirt and realized that I had been gooed. I had junk all over the bottom half of my shirt. I had no idea what it was and the most alarming part of this.....I simply shrugged my shoulders and thought well it's dry at least it won't get on my sheets. I slept in a slimy shirt.

Example number two--Isaak had a runny nose last week. I had to run into Nordstroms for a second and didn't want to carry Isaak and the diaper bag, so I just took Isaak. As we were strolling into the store I noticed that he had some runny nose goodness. I quickly wiped his snot with my shirt sleeve on the inside. EWWWWW!! I just did what??? Gross Office. But the funny thing is that it didn't even gross me out. And the best part was that nobody knew because it was hidden on the inside of my sleeve.

The final example--I'm a big old marshmellow when my baby gives me cuddles and I'll drop anything just for him to sit on my lap for a minute. I let him give me big slobber-gooey kisses and I love it!! I also don't mind changing his stinky diapers and yes the other day I was covered in his diaper loves because he started squirming at all the wrong times. We made it through after a bath!!!

the Boy responsible for my Mommification

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