While pregnant with my firstborn, my friend, Kristi P. gave birth to a tiny little girl. Our children were 6 months apart and became fast friends. Kristi P. and I were different and yet the same. We pulled each other through the trenches of childbirth, diaper changes, and making memories.
We were poor friends, not in spirit or determination, but financially. We both gave up our jobs to become stay at home moms. Actually I didn’t give up my job willingly. While I was laying on my couch counting the days until I could deliver and get off of bed rest, my company was taken over, management replaced, and my work from home position eliminated. Because round-trip travel would mean 2 hours in the car each day on top of my ‘work’ time, I opted to stay home instead of enrolling my son in 10 hour daily daycare.
Kristi P. had a much better pre-child job than I. She was a baker. I was lucky she was my friend.
She could whip up a loaf of bread or a batch of cinnamon rolls in no time! She was also a morning person. You really need to be a morning person when you’re waking up before the sun to ‘make the donuts.’
Although you know I am NOT A MORNING PERSON, my son hadn’t realized his momma needed her beauty sleep. So we would begin our playdates in the wee, sometimes dark hours of the morning. When my phone rang at 6:30am, I knew it was Kristi P. and I prayed she had something rising on her counter. Although short on money, there were two things we couldn’t do without – Butter and Half & Half.
We were girls who believed fat is good. We would pool our dairy resources, sugar, coffee, and whatever would keep our kids happy.
As we hid in my kitchen sipping our coffee and melting our butter, our kids entertained themselves. Kids are masters of messes, but we didn’t let that bother us. There was no mess so great that we would need to give up our first cup of coffee.
…until the day snow fell in my house.
My reason for having a child-size box full of styrofoam peanuts is a story in itself…for another day. My reason for an overflowing basket of laundry – a newborn.
We can use new babies as an excuse for not doing the laundry, can’t we?
Do you realize that styrofoam peanuts never sweep up?
They stick to you like boogers stick to my son’s wall. They follow you into every room in your house. They sneak into the toybox, toilet, and trash. They are with you for life.
Always check on your kids when they are quiet!
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