motherhood is so glamorous!

Once you become a parent you resign yourself to the fact that you will never again be able to leave the house with completely clean clothes (on you or on your kids) and that, at some point during the day/week, you will look down and find some sort of substance that has been smeared, soaked, sneezed, spit, barfed, coughed or drooled on you.  Last Friday, I experienced all of this within a matter of a few hours.  I came home from work and picked up my baby girl to give her a big hug only to have her soaking wet diaper soak through my shirt.  YEAH!  Then, mommy's shirt and Harper's pants changed, I caught Cayden trying to poop in his pull-up.  I excitedly grabbed him, stripped off his pants (he's going to be so happy the day he realizes that I am telling this story to the world) and took him in the bathroom.  He was not happy and after a 45 minute stand-off I got him distracted with the bathtub and looked down to see my clean shirt now covered with tears and snot from our stand-off.  Opting not to change this time, I stayed in the bathroom in hopes that Cayden would decide he still needed to poop while in the tub.  He did!  While getting him on the toilet to poop, he peed on my arm.  I guess that's what I get for making him go on the pot.  As I was in the process of cleaning up the bathroom and myself from the pooping incident, Harper decided to crawl in the bathroom to see what all the excitement was about.  I grabbed her to keep her away from the mess I was cleaning up and got puked on.  Luckily most of it ended up on the arm I had just cleaned the pee off of.  The rest of our night continued like this...Cayden went stayed in tub for a total of an hour and a half before deciding he needed to shower for 20 minutes, during which time Harper bit my toe as I was sitting on the couch and then got mad at me for moving my foot.  After his two hours in the bathroom, Cayden told me he was now hungry for supper and then proceeded to choke on his macaroni before he finally ended up in bed sound asleep.  I sat down on the couch after both kids were finally in bed, looked at my extremely dissheveled appearance and all I could do was laugh!

Here is our weekend in review:

Harper's newest ability to pull herself up and to get into anything and everything (like the curtains) definitaly took center stage this past weekend.