Before I start today’s adventures in motherland, I want you to know one thing – I love my children. I love them more than anything else in the world. But at the same time, I am human. And I am impatient some days.
This was one of those days.
Another baby shower for another friend, and I needed to find a gift. Strolling through the baby onesies in the local baby store, I felt my little one pulling on my leg, asking to go to the bathroom. Taking the child into the bathroom, I didn’t realize I was still holding onto some designer baby clothes when the alarm sounded as I walked into the bathroom.
Picture the scene – my baby is crying, I’m beginning to lose it, and I have NO IDEA what’s happening. A kind clerk tells me that I need to hand over the merchandise, I do and then I take my child to the bathroom.
For a moment there, I thought I was going to get arrested for shoplifting. That would have been fun. Going to jail for a baby romper that wasn’t even for my kid, oh my mother would have had fun with that one.
Thankfully, the clerk realized what had happened and let me go. I paid for the clothes and left as quickly as possible. My little one looked up at me and asked, “Are you having another baby?”
I laughed, kind of.
“Oh honey, not now. I think you’re the best baby there is. And you’re all that I need.” I kissed her on the head and thought about it for a moment. Even with all of the days where I feel like I might lose it, like I could never handle another child in my life, I do love my children.
Maybe another would be fun. And these clothes are pretty darn cute.