Becoming a mom has brought out parts of my personality that I never really knew where there. Once of those is preparedness. I used to be the person at the grocery store having to buy bags because mine are sitting on the kitchen table. Or at the gas pump with my purse at home.
Tonight I was re-stocking the diaper bag. BUT before I did that I needed to check the weather report for tomorrow so I knew if I needed to pack a sweater. It's supposed to be warm, but I still packed the sweater. I am going out for 6 hours, so rule of thumb is 1 diaper/hour, but I packed 12. Emma hasn't been feeling well so that means an extra spit up cloth, but I packed 3 with an extra blanket just in case. Add that to the change pad, nursing pads, FULL pack of wipes, 4 sample packs of bum cream, 6 toys, Tylenol, Oval, Gripe Water, medicine dropper, thermometer, body wash, shampoo, cream, powder, Kleenex, Wet Ones, dirty diaper disposal bags, my wallet, car keys and a clean top for me (just in case), it's no wonder that I am tired at the end of the day.
Not only did I re-stock the diaper "bag", but I have my clothes for tomorrow laid out, my Hubby's lunch made and tea cups set up and ready to go, and everything minus baby at the door ready to go in the van. All of this done in the happenstance that the morning doesn't go according to plan.
As prepared as I am, I know that in the morning my beautiful daughter will throw up on me and her CLEAN outfit that I have laid out. I will knock over my tea into the well stocked diaper bag, and trip over the stuff at the door. My husband will forget his lunch and I will still somehow end up at the gas station without my wallet.
That brings me to other parts of my personality that have been cultivated by becoming a mom: my sense of humor, flexibility and improvisation!
