2.18.2007

And I finally lost it when...

Standing in my fraying underwear and damp nursing bra (having just stripped off after being puked on) changing a very miserable baby (having just puked on himself after hacking up a lung after catching mummy's cold) and being whacked summarily on the sizable arse by the four year old "I can see your booty butt. Hey. Momma. There's a hole in your underwear. Hey. It jiggles."

And there's no daycare tomorrow. Happy President's Day, Bane of Working Parents Everywhere!!!! Hoorah!

And, yes, I am evilbadmummy who dreams of her desk. And that private toilet stool. And lunch hour. A whole hour.

Actually. I don't know if there's much more heartbreaking than a three-month old with a nasty hacking cough. So I feel doubly evil. Doubly doubly.

21 comments:

Oh, The Joys said...

...and despite every effort to orgnize something (ANYTHING!!!) with another adult for the horrible, very bad idea of a holiday, she was thwarted at EVERY turn and is destined to handled them both alone...ALONE.........DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!

SUEB0B said...

I will spend a quiet moment at my desk in my mustard-colored cubicle in your honor.

Christina said...

Oh, that sucks. I feel for you. I have to work tomorrow, but my husband has the day off, so he gets to stay home for once. Which means by the end of the day, he'll understand why I'm so tired on the days I'm home with Cordy. At least for a little while.

mothergoosemouse said...

I still dream of my desk back in New York. It's been nearly two years since I sat there, but I still miss it. Especially when I get comments on the size or firmness of my own bootie butt.

Mom101 said...

Poor sick, wet, jiggly mama.

I can only tell you that when I'm home I dream of my desk and when I'm at my desk I dream of home. Now is the lifetime of our discontent.

BlogWhore said...

drop them off here. is that oldest one kennel trained?

Mad Hatter said...

We have a song we sing in my house. It goes like this:

"Bad panties, bad panties, what'cha gonna do? What'cha gonna do when your bum pokes through?"

Random Impressions said...

Yes, motherhood does seem to be a wet & flabby affair associated with all manners of bodily fluids and swingy booties & boobies.

Woman with kids said...

Ahha! I, self titled amazingly smart woman, have pawned my children off on their friends, and they both think it was their ideas!

Junk TV, here I come.

Oh, hope you and the baby feel better soon!

doow said...

Toilet stool or toilet stall?

AmandaD said...

I think one of the cruelest parts of this mothering bag is feeling like we have to stay even tempered and serene while we go through, and are challenged by, some seriously foul and blind fury provoking scenarios. If I manage a free moment of adult time or have the luxury of wearing a non breast milk soiled top, I'll think of you and wish a ,moment of peace your way. Feel better mama ginga.

Mimi said...

Oh oh oh, I'm flashing back to that stage with Miss Baby -- only no indiscreet, verbal child making comments about my arse. I got barfed on A LOT and I don't know about you, but my nursing bras are so expensive I only have two, and many is the time I asked myself: "is this too burfy to wear? can i just wipe it?"

Eww. I'm gross. I think you should sing Mad's song to yourself until you feel better ;-)

Elizabeth said...

I'm home with all three of my kids! I'm letting the boys play video games as much as they want so that I can blog! I am an EVILBADMOMMY!

Hope the wee one feels better soon.

Her Bad Mother said...

I have this whole week off - we get our Spring Break in February, ha, ha, ha - and although I am not missing my students, I am most certainly missing my quiet, quiet office. And lamenting the fact that I, too, have YET ANOTHER COLD to enjoy during this long, long (er, lovely) week at home with my Tasmanian Devil.

Feelin' your pain, lady. Feelin' your pain.

cinnamon gurl said...

Ok, but doesn't Mad's song make it all worth it? ;)

Now I'm gonna have it stuck in my head for days...

Hope you all feel better soon!

toyfoto said...

Oh man, and today I was complaining about heartburn. This is WAY worse. And I agree that mad's song has to be worth it somehow!

Izzy said...

My daughter didn't have off from school but my husband was off for this ridiculous holiday. Hmmph...holiday my ass. I feel ya :)

Mocha said...

What is this holiday of which you speak? This...day off? This...time to oneself?

Ppppffffttttt. Kids had the day off school, but we teachers had to report for duty. I curled up in the fetal position and sobbed the whole day.

I'm good. And you?

Dysd. Housewife said...

My kids announced on Sunday "YAAA no school tomorrow!" I said "WHAT?! NOOOooo!!" They laughed..because they didn't know I was serious. But they are GONE today! THANK YOU LORD!

Kelly said...

Oh man, there is nothing like a baby with a cold. It's heartbreaking.

And a question? Why does all the shit seem to rain down at once? Murphy's Law, I guess: the leaky boobs, the cold-addled barfy baby, and the toddler chiming in with a narration of the butt's every move.

And by the way, you are NOT an evilbadmummy for craving the peace of a desk, the luxury of a lunchbreak, or the privacy of potty.

BlogWhore said...

joy, i did it. i got myself bitchslapped, too.

call me crazy.