not so pretty moments

this afternoon i had another "not so pretty" moment. there i was (picture this), 1:00 pm, still in my sweats, lugging my shrieking child up the stairs to change yet another dirty diaper, vomit dried in to my hair, not a scrap of makeup to be found on my face, exhausted and overwhelmed, when the beautiful angel i was holding spit up all over both of us... again. of course there wasn't a burp rag to be found in the whole house. "vanity be darned!" i thought, and wiped it up with my shirt. i plopped the little lady on the changing table, let out an exasperated sigh and took a good look at myself. i had to laugh.

i recently read a post on this blog that seemed to help describe mommy life. Tiffany wrote,

"There is no such thing as a new mom in a clean home. To those newly-minted moms whose homes I entered with toys strewn about, crumbs on floors and unidentified messes on counters, I apologize for silently wondering: “Is it really that hard to pick up a sponge?” Because now I realize, yes, it really IS that hard. To clean up your home when you’re a new mom can be the equivalent of scaling Mt Everest in rollerskates, or finding a lost contact lens in a bouncy house full of 3-year olds: it just isn’t gonna happen. Because while the spirit is willing, the flesh is weak, or else the flesh is, at any moment, encumbered by hungry babies..."

ah, well said! sorry, people. this is what it's like to have a baby. it's not pretty and it's the antithesis of glamorous.

thankfully, Tyler was home during this mini meltdown so that i could hand off the babe and get a much-needed shower. life goes on. plus this is pretty awesome: