- you find Cheerios with every tissue you pull from the tissue box
- when your son breaks your favorite necklace and beads go EVERYWHERE.... your first thought isn't, "Oh no! My favorite necklace!" it's, "Crap! How am I going to find all those beads before you start putting them in your mouth?"
- You smell your clothing before putting it on....because you just pulled it out of your dirty clothes hamper.
- bowel movements rule your day
- simple things like going to the chiropractor (next door) for a twenty minute appointment suddenly become a huge to-do that need planning and childcare
- you find yourself staring at a toddler with one hand in the toilet and the other in his mouth, dunking and sucking toilet paper
- part of you relishes when your son gets scared or tired because that's when he comes over and willingly sits in your lap, rests his head against your chest and holds on tight, and your only responsibility is to "be Mama." (like when he sees a dancing Santa...that maybe I keep in my house even though it's not Christmas just for this reason)
All things that happened this week, by the way.
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