The Bad Mother

Unfortunately, along with Motherhood comes this thing called "Mommy Guilt".  It can strike at any moment and for me anyway, appears fairly regularly.  

Today I feel guilty because:

1.  Yesterday during Milan's 15 month checkup, the doctor discovered some fluid in her ears.  We learned that "the cold" from a couple of weeks ago was most likely an ear infection and I, her Mother, didn't even know it.  Someone asked me, "didn't you notice Milan tugging at her ears"?  She didn't tug at them.  I swear.  But still I can't help but feel bad.....

2.  Today, in celebration of cowboys and cowgirls, it was "bandana" day at daycare.  James and I do not own any bandanas, and I didn't have time to go out and hunt one down.  I know she is only 15 months old, and probably has no clue, but it didn't stop me from having flashes all day - My baby being the only child in her daycare without one, and wondering if Milan noticed.....

3.  I fed her fish sticks instead of regular fish.

4.  Milan goes to daycare two days a week.  Sometimes I worry that perhaps it is too hard on her only going two days a week.  Is it difficult for her to adjust, being there so little?  Does she feel at home there?  Does she fit in with the other kids?  Would it be better for her to go three days a week?

5.  On the other hand, I feel guilty that I can't afford to stay home with her full time.

Happy Monday!

A couple of smiles to make your Monday a little brighter.

The Cold

It's been a long couple of weeks for our family.  Milan has been sick with a cold nearly the entire time, while James and I have been suffering with it for the last week.  Milan must have been feeling pretty miserable - for about a week she cried and fussed constantly.  Four nights in a row she was up every 30 minutes to an hour, crying.  It was very difficult for us to put her back to sleep and when we finally succeeded, she would be up again an hour later.  James and I both agreed it was by far the most difficult week since she was born.  In addition to fever and a cough, she's suffered from a constantly runny nose.  Hence, her new found appreciation for tissues.....

Trying to wipe her own nose

She's managed a few times to get her hands on a box of Kleenex.  She loves to pull them out one at a time.....

She loves to toss them on the floor and even more exciting, shred them into tiny pieces...

Trying to stuff a tissue in her choo choo train.....

Remote Love

Have I mentioned she loves our remotes, too?

    

Love Affair

Milan has fallen in love.  It's an intense relationship that has taken us all by surprise.  The object of her affection?

The kitchen trash can!

The relationship seemed to develop overnight.  I didn't even know she was aware of its existence until the day I went to throw something away and noticed one of our television remotes inside.  It was then I learned of the intensity of her feelings.....

At first, she was only interested in throwing things in, but unfortunately it wasn't too long before she realized there were really neat things to pull out.....

 

It's become an obsession.  It's nearly impossible to keep her away from it.  Its a battle I fight everyday, all day.....

A couple of weeks ago, James realized we were missing  a rather expensive software application.  Almost immediately, I had  a sinking feeling...wondering if Milan had thrown it away.  Fortunately,  James remembered that he had loaned it out to a friend and it had not yet been returned.  Phew, that was a close one!  Still, nothing is safe.  I've retrieved many things from the trash can - remotes, books, toys, shoes, socks, bottles, cups, dvds...the list goes on and on.

To be continued.....