Tuesday, March 15, 2011

you've officially entered motherhood when...

You can nurse your newborn and put your toddler in timeout at the same time.

You don't really care if someone notices you've worn the same outfit two days in a row... and that the outfit is milk and snot-stained.

It becomes a rarity to drive in the car by yourself; and when you do, you forget that you can't use the carpool lane.

Your home is full of babies.


You have to explain to someone holding your newborn that the stain on her outfit is not poop, but rather spaghetti sauce. You were so hungry, you decided to attempt taking a bite while holding her crying.

You do laundry every other day, and it's not yours.

When a quiet dinner at home means the vacuum is upright and on in the hallway.

Baby shampoo becomes a permanent fixture near your kitchen sink.


You continually stub your toe on the bassinet next to the bed in your room.

You're not the only one who has a diaper bag.


The term "picnic" can sometimes be defined by sitting in your parked car in a truck stop restaurant parking lot, nursing your newborn while your toddler eats a pb&j and in her car seat.

...and sometimes when they're both crying, you want to cry too.

1 comment:

Auntie Pam said...

Lindsay, that is so bittersweet, I so feel for you, baby girl. But you forgot the best one, when I asked you on Monday, shaking my head, "Lindsay, how do you do it all?" You just looked up at me with a very tired, but very sage smile, and said, "You just die a little to yourself every day..." Must be part of the mommy metamorphosis! XO Sure love you!