*This is from my personal blog that I had posted in April 2021. I thought I would include some personal blog posts so you can get to know the Mama behind MamaLady.
My oldest daughter is off of school because it was Good Friday so I wanted to take the kids and my husband out for breakfast at our favorite diner. I was looking forward to the quality time together and then spending the rest of the day with my daughter’s. But, things didn’t go as planned.
As I open my eyes and roll over to see my husband, I exhale. I love waking up next to him every morning. I roll back the other direction and look at the baby monitor to see my daughter sitting up in her crib and snuggling with her stuffed animal. She has this elephant that she loves to hold the feet up to her nose. It soothes her and it’s super cute.
Today is going to be a great day. I’m ready to spend it with my family. I roll out of bed, head towards my daughter’s room to wake her up and SPLASH! I step in dog pee. Great! The puppy had free reign of the house last night and peed wherever he wanted to. I hobble over to the dry pee pad that he decided not to use and wipe my foot off then continue to my daughter’s room. Three steps in and SPLASH! D***it! Again? Another puddle of puppy pee.
At this point I’m not as excited as I was when I first woke up. So again, I dry off my foot and continue to my daughter’s room to wake her up. The puppy is lying on the floor looking all cute at me. How could I not quickly accept his apology? He’s too cute.
Now that my daughter is awake, I pet the adorable pee puddler, and now I’m ready to get dressed. Halfway through the living room I feel another SPLASH. Are you kidding me? That’s three times now. I hobble over to the shower and wash my feet off. Ahh! I feel clean again.
I go and clean up the three puddles of pee and on the way to the first one I step in ANOTHER puddle of pee. SPLASH! For real? Four puddles of pee. What are the odds of me stepping in four puddles of pee? That’s ridiculous. At this point I am boiling on the inside so much that I can’t contain it anymore. Curse words are flying out of my mouth left and right. I could have taught sailors a few things.
But, guess what? As I’m screaming about the puppy and cursing him I step in the fifth puddle of pee. SPLASH! Freaking A! How is this even possible. It’s like the dog knew exactly where I will be stepping and purposely peed there. FIVE FREAKING TIMES!!!!!
Like this wasn’t bad enough to start the day, now my toddler is awake and playing in the living room. She does her normal toddler stuff and picks up everything off of the ground, puts it in her mouth, throws it down and goes on to the next item. She grabs something off of the floor and I see it out of the corner of my eye. As she’s about to put it in her mouth I realize it’s not a toy so I ask her to hand it to me so I can throw it out. She holds it up and I take a better look at it. IT’S A DEAD MOLE!!!!!!! A mole! My toddler was about to put a dead rodent in her mouth that the cat dragged in because he thinks this is what humans want. At this point I’m disgusted and my toddler is crying because she can’t play with the mole. The puppy is barking at the cat and I’m just trying to get ready for the day. It’s so loud in my house I wouldn’t even be able to hear myself cry if I wanted to.
Time for coffee. The one thing that never let’s me down in the morning. Just thinking about drinking it makes me instantly happy. I take a sip and sure enough, coffee let’s me down. The cup was leaking and dripped all over my new shirt. The shirt that my husband practically begged me to buy because he knows that I never buy clothes for myself. I literally own 5 shirts, 2 pairs of pants and a pair of shorts. That’s it. I hate shopping for myself. And now that I have this nice shirt I get coffee on it. It doesn’t stop there. I did this two more times on this shirt. Three times this morning I dripped coffee on my shirt. Why didn’t I just get a new cup? Because that would make too much sense apparently.
We get to breakfast and have a very nice time together. The food was great, my family was great, even the teething toddler was happy. Maybe the day will get better from here…maybe.
Later that day my oldest goes outside to ride her hoverboard and climb trees. She texts me saying someone stole her hoverboard while she was up in a tree. Poor girl. She bought that hoverboard with her own money and it was an expensive one. I told her to keep looking and I will put a post up in our neighborhood Facebook group.
At this point in the story you are probably thinking “yep. That’s a crappy day” and maybe even feel my pain. But, there was still so much to be thankful for. It all depends on how you look at it.
I made the post in the group and a dozen adults said they would keep an eye out for it and tagged other neighbors to as well. Neighborhood kids that my daughter had never met helped her look for the hoverboard. They couldn’t find it but they ended up becoming friends with her and they all hung out for hours.
What started off to be a bad day ended up being positive for us. Yeah, the morning was crap. I wish I could have went back to bed and skipped the whole day but if I did that then we would never see the good in our neighbors. They came together to help us and my daughter made new friends along the way. We learned our lesson and will be crating the puppy more often so hopefully I will never have to start my day in puddles of pee again.
Here is the original blog post: https://myocdjourney288968967.wordpress.com/2021/04/03/good-friday/