Parenting, I have learned, is a crazy mix of cute, cuddly moments, mixed blended with a bit of nuts, a side of icky and a whole lot of fun. Sometimes it's the ick moments that teach us the most about what it means to be a mom or dad. I know my ick moments taught me a few lessons I will never forget.
My first ick moment happened on my first day back at work from maternity leave. I was excited to go back to work and on that first day I was happy, I looked polished (well, except for a tiny spit-up spot on my shirt... but hey, that's what blazers are for right?) and I was ready to conquer the world again... well, almost.
My first day back went well, and now it was time for my first "official" working mom duty: the after-work day care pickup. I was excited because I got to see my baby again (I missed her little face) and because I felt like a grownup. This is what I saw gorgeous, working TV moms doing. I was part of the club now. Well, in my head anyway. When I arrived at the day care, I got my baby, signed her out for the day and walked out of the day care back to the train station to head home. I didn't even notice that on her day sheet from the day care, she was due for a diaper change soon. Oops.
We boarded the train and it was packed. Ugh, rush hour. So many people. Why had I forgotten how crowded trains were? Then, I smelled something... and, I felt something on my shirt. I looked down and saw Sofia's concentrated look and I knew. My baby girl had just had her first blowout diaper... on a packed commuter train in the middle of Philadelphia, with 20 minutes left for home. That's okay, I thought to myself, no one will notice. I'll change her as soon as we get home.
"What's that smell?" asked the lady a few people in front of me. So much for no one noticing. I checked my watch... 10 minutes left. In 10 minutes, I would have to somehow maneuver my way to the door, without touching anyone, so when the train stopped, I could make a mad dash out of the train and sprint home. All without anyone else getting a dose of the ickies.
When the train pulled into my station, I maneuvered through the train like a human Frogger game. Left, back, left, dodge. Right, left, hop.
Dodge, left, step... and... we're off the train. Crisis averted. I ran home, gave Sofia a much-needed bath, fresh diaper and cuddled her to sleep. I also made sure to pre-treat our clothes with Clorox 2 Stain Remover & Color Booster to remove icky stains and boost the gorgeous colors, and threw them in the wash while I put my girl to sleep.
My icky moment taught me that being messy is part of a life well-lived. We were a new family and there was plenty more icky to come, but also plenty of love, laughs and joy. That's what parenting is to me: a little bit of ick, with a whole lot of love.
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