I think the title speaks for itself. Yes, this indeed falls under the category of mamma blogging. It's a compilation of a few things that occur during the mundane day to day administration of life. They may not be super noteworthy or hugely hilarious but they are fuel enough for a slight giggle and a grin.
Flatulence
I don't wish to be overly gross in discussing flatulence, however, when you are in the presence of a child with flatulence, it can make you chuckle a little bit (in the case of my family, a lot). My son who is now 18 months old, enjoys eating beans. You know, canned baked beans, the kind that cause gas. Now, even at the best of times my son is a bit prone to gas, but you get him after some beans, and well, he rattles them out so long and loud it would shame a grown man!! I mean, from across a noisy room where a loud television is blaring, and there is the sound of family activity throughout the house, my sister-in-law asks, "Was that YOU?" And I replied with, "No, that was HIM", pointing to my son. Well of course, that just led to regales of laughter. And now my son is starting to laugh at his gas. I can't wait until we are in public and that starts to happen. I may have to lay off the beans. But the thing is, he really loves them, and being such a picky eater, I hate to cut anything out. Ahhh, I guess we will just have to put up with it. I don't see it ever stopping. Not with boys anyways. I'm not sure what it is about that, but there does seem to be a certain tendancy towards "airing: it out" with boys. Oh well, like Shrek always says, "Better out than in".
Inappropriate Laughter
This next story comes up as a result of our visit to the health clinic yesterday to get my son's shots. I was rather on edge at this visit because of a previous visit six months ago. Allow me to describe the scene. My son had just got his one year shots, and we had to wait out the mandatory 15 minute waiting period in case of reactions, before we could go. In this time, he had finished his crying and had commenced eating a handful of cheerios that I had brought for him. Meanwhile, another family had come out of an exam room with their daughter who evidently just had her shots as she was crying her head off. Well if my son doesn't start to laugh. And I mean one of those good hearty belly laughs. Oh, I was mortified. And the father of the little girl says to his wife, "Oh and this one's laughing at her". The father actually seemed to be rather amused by it, but that didn't help the fact I felt like I was harboring some insensitive, perhaps "not quite right" child who laughs at another child's pain, as if to say, "Hahaha, it's your turn now". I know he was too young to formulate that kind of thinking (I hope anyways!). We would later find out that he may have thought the little girl was laughing as he does start to laugh when someone else is laughing really hard. However, at the time, it really was rather embarassing so all I can say is I am really glad that didn't happen yesterday.
Moving Baby Diaper Change
Okay, this may be more of a question than anything. Really, how do you do it?? I have not yet mastered it and I feel like a total chump. I mean, try to get my kid to stay still for a diaper change...just try! And out in public, well I won't even bother. I just pack up and go home to be honest. One time I had to get a friend to hold him down while we changed his diaper. And trust me, I would not have tried the change if he didn't absolutely NEED it. It took almost a full 10 minutes to do it. This was not a fun time. I mean, without getting too graphic here, you can only imagine the scene: No really - I will spare you the details. And how about those mothers who are able to change the kid while he is standing up??? yah, I just am not coordinated enough or something to manage that one.
Anyways, those are my little bits and pieces from my cupboards and drawers for now...
Till next time..
~ M ~
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