Annals of bad motherhood, or: parental mishaps

[flea]

Cindy was right about the bubble baths - following Saturday night's Casper woke up with what I think is urethritis (irritated urethra) rather than a UTI (no fever, does not seem to be in pain when peeing, only if touched). We are following the advice of the internets and doing soaks in warm water with baking soda. I should have listened, and feel guilty.

Then last night I somehow zipped a hairbrush into Casper's pajamas, and did not notice it until she woke up crying 15 minutes after falling asleep, because she was lying on it.

Also, mr. flea poured a cup of too-hot-for-comfort (but not hot enough to actually burn) water down her back while she was in the soak bath. Her skin is quite sensitive and gets red if you even pick her up or touch her firmly, so it looked bad when it happened but I am pretty sure she was not actually burned, since she was fine very quickly.

Sigh. So many mishaps, so little time. Happily Casper has been in fine spirits and does not seem to be aware of the lumbering incompetence of her parents.

She said "ball" approximately 800 times last night between 5 and 7 pm. I'm amazed I didn't dream of juggling balls (what she was playing with) all night. She is into repetitive play - balls into the bag, balls out of the bag. Again. Again. I know this is normal and healthy, but for the adults, it is a little tedious.

Comments

[cindywrites.livejournal.com]

It's so hard being the parents--really, really too hard, sometimes. Here's to Casper, and her loving family. She is so blessed to have you both.

[cindywrites.livejournal.com]

Oh, sometimes (only sometimes) if you repeat the oft repeated word after her, she'll stop...for a while, anyhow.

[veejane.livejournal.com]

I was zooming through a Natter thread from ages ago, and ran across a story David told once of scooping a baby Emmett from bath to diaper to bed, only to realize upon a midnight changing that what looked like blue poo was, in fact, a blue rubber fish toy that got scooped up with baby.

So, a hairbrush, although outlandish as these things go, does not hold the record for WTF parental brain-fry moments.

[casperflea.livejournal.com]

Yes, I thought of the WTFBLUEPOO moment when I found the hairbrush. At least it wasn't in her diaper. Actually of the three mishaps that one was kind of funny.