Morning Mother Musings

Marc phoned just after 11am to see how my morning was going, and if Madeline's mood had cheered up from her grumpy-whininess of 8am. I said that she was fine, and confessed that I had slept in until 10am and was still in my pyjamas, having just finished getting the kids fed, changed and dressed for the day. I sat down to read the mail and the Lung Association came by to canvas. So there I am in my pyjamas with no bra holding Luke, and Madeline rambling on to the man about the rain storm and how she had to run to her bed to get out of the storm and on and on...

I managed to give him a cheque without too much crying from Luke, although he was slowly sliding out of his chair. I could tell it was time for Luke to go down for his sleep, but when I put him in his crib he started crying like he was in a bit of pain. I told Madeline to go pick out a story from her room and we'd all read it in Luke's room. She comes back with a book of quotations on motherhood with pictures of moms with their kids. About halfway into it Luke finally barfs all over my arm and onto his shirt, but he's still not settled. Luckily one more little barf would settle him. However in the middle of this we reached the page in the book where a little girl is upside down in the grass, and Madeline always turns it upside down to look at her. However, today she decided to turn to the "next" page with it still upside down. So we went back to the page we were just on, and then she turned the book the right way up to look at that picture, but then turned to go to the next page and low and behold there's the upside down girl again! So she turns it over again, and then turns to the "next" page again. Well this went on about 6 or 7 times, all the while Luke was either fidgety-crying or barfing on me, and Madeline insisting that I "read it mommy!" those two pages over and over again...

And I'm still in my pyjamas...