Despite my recent posts of bitching and moaning, I do think being a mommy is the best job in the world. Almost every day has challenging moments. Today, I fed my child peas and he slung them across the kitchen; tried to put him down for a nap with less than perfect results; looked up while changing his diaper to discover he had outwitted the forty wipe barrier placed between his dirty diaper and his nose; and fought inexplicable, for-no-reason nausea all day.
And then, I went to snuggle him and discovered he’s ticklish under his arms, and we spent twenty minutes giggling with his giant gummy smile and one tooth peeking through his bottom gum.
Peas wipe, but underarms are forever.