April 6, 2010

My Ten Minutes

We've all had mornings where you wake up, look at the clock, and realize with a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that you are LATE. And you have ten minutes to get ready for your day before you need to be out the door and in your car. And then you pray that there aren't any cops on the road.

The babe and I had been snuggling in bed when I glanced at my phone and suddenly remembered that I was supposed to meet my husband and one of our friends for lunch. (Yes, the babe and I sleep late. Have any of you noticed what time I go to bed?)

I leapt out of bed and quickly decided what my priorities were... and what could slide until we came home. First on the menu was makeup. Because the world doesn't need to see my makeup-free skin. It's like that scene in Raiders of the Lost Ark... you look at it and your face melts off.

The makeup was quickly followed by changing out of my grubby nighttime nursing bra. Eau de old milk isn't the new Chanel No. 5, in case you didn't know.

In between thawing frozen milk to pack a bottle (because I wasn't about to have a repeat of this) and grabbing the first t-shirt I could find, I changed the babe's diaper and strapped him into the car seat.

And I will have you all know that I pulled into the parking lot ON TIME. But for our next lunch date, I think I'll remember to set an alarm.


  1. You have such a darling blog:) I so remember those days of Eau de old milk (and possible spit up.

    God Bless

  2. Haha! Cute post. :) I know what you mean though - Viv has started drooling a LOT and with that sometimes comes a little bit of a pukey smell. The Eau de Spit Up is really embarassing!

  3. I love it! I can so relate to you on waking up late and having to decide what your priorities are!