When your a stay at home mom and life becomes a little mundane sometimes you have to pretend like the little events in your life are more dramatic than they are to spice up your life. I would consider this morning of mine very productive, started off with a jog(the speed of most peoples walks) which of course was instigated by Dan(thanks husband for the motivation), came home put Hudson down in the other room with some toys and turned on Mickey Mouse Club House in-case he got bored of the toys(whenever I leave him in the family room by himself I feel like I have to put on a cartoon to give him some company... odd I know) and then I headed in the kitchen to make breakfast for Dan and I, something gourmet like scrambled eggs. Dan left for work and I headed up stairs to give Hudson a bath. This is when the drama started. I'm walking into my bedroom with Hudson on my hip and bam knocked his head right into the door. What a stupid Mom. Feeling horrible I grab his binky and blankie and hold him and apologize repeatedly with tears in my eyes till he stops crying. I then proceed to giving him a bath and see that a knot has formed on the side of his head... this makes me feel even more sick(I call Dan, My Mom, and Wendy, to help console me and talk me through it). It's now 10:00am and its time for his nap. I lay him down swaddle him (don't worry only one arm swaddled) and give him his binky and walk out. A few minutes later he begins to cry... so I go in to give him his binky and find him still swaddled but on his stomach. (he's been rolling for about 2 months but I guess he's now figured out how to roll swaddled). I turned him back over and re-did the one arm swaddle. The scenario repeats itself, but this time I decide to go in and un-swaddle him to see if he can manage going to sleep without it. Once again the crying begins so I go back in this time with a genius Mom idea! How about I swaddle him NO ARMS.... So I get back out the swaddle blanket and just swaddle his lower half, meanwhile as my light bulb is turned on bright and shinny in my head, he looks at me like Mom you really have no idea what your doing, do you. Well 3 minutes of crying (it felt like 15 minutes as I sat there watching the clock) I peep in to find him fast asleep on his side. THAT'S WHAT WE CALL A MOM SUCCESS, just rolling with the punches!!
So there you have it, the Momma Drama of this morning! Please don't judge me for anything above, Hudson's expression was spot on, I really have no idea what I am doing, but I can tell you I'm trying my best.