Multitasking – Mom Edition
Well, there I am. But, minus the dumbbell and tan. And…if I’m being honest…minus the flat stomach. And shoot. Who am I kidding? I avoid whisk-holding like the plague.
Otherwise, it’s practically me. Really! Like looking in the mirror!
Except that Max is CRAWLING now. Holy on-guard-every-second, Batman!
If I’ve learned nothing else from Motherhood (yes, I capitalize this word on purpose!), it is how to multitask. And when I say “multitask,” I mean do things ONE-HANDED.
The days of propping this little man up on the bed with toys are officially over.
Less of that, and more of THIS…
He ain’t mad about it!
Kiddie jail is where it’s at.
But for reals, I could win a one-handed competition. Max on right hip (held with dominate hand) with left hand accomplishing it all.
Make a bottle? Duh – 4 times a day! Take apart the exersaucer, including unscrewing 9 screws? I did it this morning! Toothbrushing, makeup donning, dressing oneself? Piece of cake!
Luckily, Scott is the best Daddy in town…so it is not all me. But sweet Jesus, having one-handed skills is clutch.
I think multitasking is at its finest when getting ready to exit the building. Our biggest challenge yet? Going to the beach with said adorable baby in tow. Oh.my.heavens. Packing up the car, unloading the car, and then setting up our sandy real estate. For an hour/hour and a half TOPS of keeping the little man from shoveling sand into his mouth? Oy – this subject deserves its own post! (Hubs – AMIRIGHT?)
We WILL get better at it!
Juggling 40 bags (okay-at least 3!) with baby simultaneously on hip while trying to unlock the car (where are those keys again?), putting fussing baby into the car seat while checking to make sure you have the stroller, highchair/shopping cart cover, diaper bag (preferably with diapers inside), toys, water, bottle, food, bowl, spoon, washcloth, bib, burp cloth, change of clothes, picnic blanket, baby’s hat, sunscreen, bug spray, and at least three pacifiers (we’re going through a I-throw-my-pacifier-when-I-most-need-it phase). MOTHER! Did I lock the front door? [After pulling out of neighborhood – “Where are my sunglasses?!”] Yup, I’ve lost 2 pairs in 2 weeks. #FAIL
And imagine – there are people out there with more than one baby. AT A TIME!!!
I bow down to you, Moms of multiples. I bow down to you hard.
I know tomorrow is Father’s Day, but today I salute all the Moms out there. While you’re enjoying your cocktail of choice
at 3:00pm this evening, imagine me clinking your glass. And then me chugging mine.
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