I woke up about an hour ago and made the mistake of checking my email and facebook. The overwhelming response from all of you dear friends who bought my humble book, read it, said nice things, shared it....I cried. (I know from the book you're going to think that ALL I do is cry, but in all reality...I hardly EVER cry...extenuating circumstances only...I promise)
But I was so touched that so many of you care. You care about our journey, and you care about helping other moms. You care enough to send me the most gracious, thoughtful notes letting me know that this is not all in vain.
I sat and deliberated for a long while yesterday morning. Book was uploaded. Blog post was written. A trembling finger was poised over that PUBLISH POST button...I just couldn't do it. So much of myself was in that book. Was it perfect enough? What if everyone hated it? Did I truly express myself to really show the story in HD? (You know, the book version of HD...written well enough to give the clearest picture)
While I was fighting the inward demon of insecure perfectionist, what was Miss Addison doing?
Yes, that is correct- poop.
I suppose my first clue should have been that she smelled strongly of her own poo and yet didn't even have a wet diaper when I changed her. My second clue was the fact that she crawled very deliberately up to me, stood, took a few steps, and then handed me a very wet, old diaper.
My third and final clue was the brown little chocolate like looking balls, liberally sprinkled with tiny bite marks, scattering the floor in her nursery. (except if you were to see these wrapped up in silver wrappers and placed in a box with the flavors depicted on the lid, it would read: Gross and Grosser)
I'm glad that Addison didn't try to force feed her latest findings with her brother (he was asleep). She's super thoughtful that way.
I then just happened to remember that I had placed a dirty diaper on the floor instead of in the diaper pail because the diaper pail had been moved and I didn't want to leave Addison alone on the changing table to throw it out...I mentally made a note to move it later...and then forgot.
At this point I was really regretting our chuddle/face eating nibble time just minutes before I discovered the chocolate balls...at the time I was confused as to why she was so odorous
So yeah, Addison was eating poop- smearing it gleefully all over her little face..and then rubbing off all evidence of the deed. (she is seriously so smart...I have a blog post brewing with all her latest antics of genius)
"CHOMP CHOMP (smear) lick...hmmmmmm, Mom hasn't given me this flavor of chocolate yet. I feel pretty deprived. Good thing I scouted it out for myself."
It was then I realized that I didn't have a second more to waste with my inward battles. I pushed publish, prayed that it would somehow strike a chord with someone who would forgive the fact that I wasn't perfect....and went to mother my very curious, very mischievous toddler who sent more than subtle hints via her daily perfume that SHE NEEDED ME. (it's amazing how much trouble she can get into within seconds of me turning my attention away)
I left my computer behind and bathed, redressed and tried to encourage a very hyper girl to take a nap (poop must double as an energy booster...note: remember to recheck more carefully the ingredients of future energy bars)
All that to say. a giant THANK YOU. I look forward to responding back more individually (at a more sane hour), but you all mean so much to me and I feel overwhelming honored and blessed to have you all in my life.
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