So this afternoon, lil' Monkey and I had a wonderful nap after a stressful morning. As usual, when he awakes from a nap, I change his diaper.
Well, today, I opened his diaper and LO, and BEHOLD, he had a woody. Now he's had them before and I've never really mentioned it, but I thought I'd delve into the topic tonight.
It's definitely a strange feeling as a mother to change the diaper of your son whilest he has wood. It's horrific and cute at the same time, if you can imagine that (as I'm sure any mother of a son would agree, I hope anyway).
The aweful part is that because he's a boy, you need to put IT down before closing the diaper or risk a wet onesie come the next time he pees. I IM'ed DH afterwards to inform him of his son's "Afternoon Delight". DH has assured me that it doesn't hurt to put it down while in that state, but I still feel horrible everytime I have to do it. Not to mention that now does lil' Monkey not only know it's there, but has figured out how to undo one side of the diaper and touch it. So as I'm wrapping things up, he's trying to undo them. TMI?
Anyhoooo ... not sure why I'm sharing. Any mothers of sons out there have any thoughts on the matter or interesting antedotes?
I'm debating on whether to keep this up or not. I may give it a night and see if anyone comments and what kind of comments I get.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Better than expected
Yesterday, as I was loading lil' Monkey into our SUV, I heard a hissing noise coming from the back driver side tire. Great. Hope I can get home before it goes flat. Or should I just go directly to the tire shop?
I decided to go home and once home, I unloaded Monkey and went back out briefly to check the tire again. No less full. No hissing. I turned the valve cover. It seemed tight. Now by this point, the tire was dry (it had been raining earlier in the day). So perhaps the hissing went away because the tire was dry. DH and I agreed that we'd let it sit for the night and see.
This morning the tire looked the same. No hissing either. Hopeful it was maybe some fluke or something or that turn of the valve cover that solved it, I headed to work with lil' Monkey in tow for a luncheon for two co-workers of mine.
Halfway there, the tire pressure light comes on.
Fantastic. Figures. Should I just go straight to the tire shop this time?
After calling DH, we decided that I should definitely go to the tire shop and perhaps skip the lunch, if the repair would take too long. I got to the tire shop and explained the issue. The guy said it would be 60-90 minutes. I'd definitely miss the luncheon. Which really disappointed me because these two workers are good friends and I really wanted to be there.
Again I called DH and explained about the tire situation and he suggested I call someone at work to pick me up. Afterall, I was only about 5 minutes from the office at that point. I called a PM I've had on several projects since his cellphone number is one of the few I have stored (I would have called the office but knew no one would be at their desks). He agreed to pick me up and luck would have it, he had the family car that day with their own car seat in it. The only problem was that he needed to go home afterwards and wouldn't be back to the office for a while, so I might have to wait a bit even after the tire shop called.
No problem. I'd rather be stuck at the office than the customer lounge at local tire shop.
Once the luncheon was completely over (it was pretty much over by the time my PM and I got back to the office anyway), I chatted with my work cronies, two of which were the subject of the celebration. They suggested that instead of waiting for my PM to come back to work that one of them watch lil' Monkey at the office while another took me to the tire shop. I could pick up my car and come back to the office to pick him up ("or not," they said as they love lil' Monkey).
In the end it all worked out but it was super stressful at the time, plus, I always hate asking for favors in situations like that. I feel like I can never repay the person fulfilling the favor. I said a bunch of thank you's to all parties involved but it still didn't seem like enough. Perhaps I'll treat them to lunch sometime.
So the first half of the day sucked. But the second half went smoother than I could have anticipated. I WAS anticipating lil' Monkey falling asleep in the car on the way home and then waking up when in vein I tried to take him out and to his crib. But to my surprise, he awoke a little and then went immediately back to sleep. He afforded his mommy an hour and 10 minutes of downtime, about 50 minutes of which I also napped. I seriously needed this nap as I haven't been getting much sleep lately due to DH's excessive snoring (I need to post about this soon -- it's getting out of hand).
I'm just thankful it went so well when it could have been really frustrating.
I decided to go home and once home, I unloaded Monkey and went back out briefly to check the tire again. No less full. No hissing. I turned the valve cover. It seemed tight. Now by this point, the tire was dry (it had been raining earlier in the day). So perhaps the hissing went away because the tire was dry. DH and I agreed that we'd let it sit for the night and see.
This morning the tire looked the same. No hissing either. Hopeful it was maybe some fluke or something or that turn of the valve cover that solved it, I headed to work with lil' Monkey in tow for a luncheon for two co-workers of mine.
Halfway there, the tire pressure light comes on.
Fantastic. Figures. Should I just go straight to the tire shop this time?
After calling DH, we decided that I should definitely go to the tire shop and perhaps skip the lunch, if the repair would take too long. I got to the tire shop and explained the issue. The guy said it would be 60-90 minutes. I'd definitely miss the luncheon. Which really disappointed me because these two workers are good friends and I really wanted to be there.
Again I called DH and explained about the tire situation and he suggested I call someone at work to pick me up. Afterall, I was only about 5 minutes from the office at that point. I called a PM I've had on several projects since his cellphone number is one of the few I have stored (I would have called the office but knew no one would be at their desks). He agreed to pick me up and luck would have it, he had the family car that day with their own car seat in it. The only problem was that he needed to go home afterwards and wouldn't be back to the office for a while, so I might have to wait a bit even after the tire shop called.
No problem. I'd rather be stuck at the office than the customer lounge at local tire shop.
Once the luncheon was completely over (it was pretty much over by the time my PM and I got back to the office anyway), I chatted with my work cronies, two of which were the subject of the celebration. They suggested that instead of waiting for my PM to come back to work that one of them watch lil' Monkey at the office while another took me to the tire shop. I could pick up my car and come back to the office to pick him up ("or not," they said as they love lil' Monkey).
In the end it all worked out but it was super stressful at the time, plus, I always hate asking for favors in situations like that. I feel like I can never repay the person fulfilling the favor. I said a bunch of thank you's to all parties involved but it still didn't seem like enough. Perhaps I'll treat them to lunch sometime.
So the first half of the day sucked. But the second half went smoother than I could have anticipated. I WAS anticipating lil' Monkey falling asleep in the car on the way home and then waking up when in vein I tried to take him out and to his crib. But to my surprise, he awoke a little and then went immediately back to sleep. He afforded his mommy an hour and 10 minutes of downtime, about 50 minutes of which I also napped. I seriously needed this nap as I haven't been getting much sleep lately due to DH's excessive snoring (I need to post about this soon -- it's getting out of hand).
I'm just thankful it went so well when it could have been really frustrating.
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