Mom of the Year? Uh, Right Here.

After I took the kids to see Toy Story 3 yesterday, we had lunch and I got them settled. I spent about 20 minutes checking e-mail. During that time, my son (3) pooped in his pants. Gross.

Took him to the bathroom to deal with his business. I put his man-sized turd in the toilet and flushed it just to make it go away while I cleaned him up. Again, gross. I’m dealing with that when the toilet starts to over flow. Shit. And, well…shit! I dropped down to the floor to cut off the water.

Right about this moment, I hear Molly in the next room screaming. I go running in there with my  hands up in the air (like a surgeon who has just scrubbed down for surgery, but instead my hands were, um, not sanitized).

“What happened, Molly?”

“I rolled my ankle! Waaaaaaaah!” Lots of crying.

I told her to sit down and I would be right back.

Back to the bathroom. Thankfully, Charlie had the good sense to stay put and not run around with his pooped up bottom.  I finished cleaning up. I just closed the door on the toilet which was brimming and swirling at the top of the bowl. (I had other shit to deal with).

Back to Molly. Whenever she gets a even a small injury, we get a performance worthy of an academy award. So, I have learned to be really calm when she has a new wound. She was dancing and fell down. I believe it really hurt, but it looked fine so I put her on the couch and elevated it on some pillows and gave her an ice pack.

A few minutes later, she wanted to play Bingo. We did. Then I took the kids to the pool. She was limping a little, but I just thought she was mimicking me for dramatic effect. (I sprained my ankle a few months ago).

After we went swimming we drove home and Molly wanted to call Bert and tell him about her injury. We got home and she lifted up her foot to show him and to our surprise she had a golf ball sized lump on the side of her ankle!  I felt so bad for not taking it more seriously, but it had looked just fine. I just thought she was over-reacting.

Bert took her to Children’s last night and its sprained and she needs to stay off of it for about 3 days.

So, in case you are looking for the Mom of the Year…I’m right here.

0 Responses to Mom of the Year? Uh, Right Here.

  1. Jennifer July 13, 2010 at 9:37 am #

    Good Lord woman!! I am so feeling your pain! My oldest pooped her pants this weekend and had an emotional meltdown about it, as the twins were screaming at me for daring to serve up the wrong lunch selections. Good times! :)

    • heatherteen July 15, 2010 at 8:27 pm #

      Glad I’m not the only pooper scooper in the world! Thanks for sharing your load with us.

  2. heatherteen July 15, 2010 at 8:27 pm #

    Glad I’m not the only pooper scooper in the world! Thanks for sharing your load with us.

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