Daily Dose of Mama: Let's Talk About Bodily Fluids on Mother's Day

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Let's Talk About Bodily Fluids on Mother's Day

Because really, isn't that what being a mother really boils down to?

Someone who loves you enough to clean your puke off your car seat (do you know how hard cleaning a car seat and the buckles is?), use their jacket as a buffer so you don't have to sit in your own vomit for the speed ride home, sacrifice three changes of clothes just to keep you comfortable in between bought of puke, and just generally (somehow) hold it together while your delicious lunch of chili is defying all logic and pouring out your nose for three disgusting hours.

Yes, that's definitely part of being a mother. Right there with her heart breaking as you moan "all done" each time you feel yourself start to get sick again.

And right there with her a grateful heart when you woke up the next morning with no trace of your food poisoning. Who melted into a puddle of goo as you gave her more unprompted kisses than ever before.

Puke+lot and lots of kisses and genuine smiles = wonderful mother's day.

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everythingismeowsomeMay 10, 2010 at 7:49 AM
Mom's get all the gross stuff. But I have to say that cleaning puke out of the car seat is man's work! That happened to us recently and I called Jason and made him leave work early while the car waited in the driveway with all the windows down.

You're a superwoman!
Happy Mother's Day!
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Katie W.May 10, 2010 at 3:16 PM
I cannot believe how much puke you have had to deal with this year. It really seems like your turn should be over now. I'm sorry. Puke is awful. Chili puke sounds even more awful. Chili puke in a car seat - there are no words. So sorry, but glad everyone is feeling better.
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