Modern Molly Post # 7

Ever Had One?

It was one of those days.

The baby woke up cranky and earlier then expected, eliminating my shower time. My Husband was sitting somewhere on campus in his early morning class with our only car parked in student parking. Full diaper boxes usually stored under the crib had miraculously disappeared like a thief in the night. Remembering the diaper bag, I checked it. With a sigh of relief I saw not one, but two diapers to get my daughter by for a few hours, baring no serious output problems. Yes! Score one for the mom!

A few hours later with the car in my possession and hubby off to work, I was free to run to the store. Still no shower. The minute I strapped the baby in her car seat the wailing began. I had to remind myself it was one of those days, and that it too would pass. Just seconds after we passed over the threshold of the super market my oldest, being three, proceeded to throw a temper tantrum about every item in her eyesight which I refused to buy her. With both children loudly blaring a siren of screams as our shopping cart careened down isles to the massive diaper selves, I felt my hopes of 'this too shall pass' slowly fading with their echos.

I knew I had to be in and out. In a lickity split I flung masses of diapers in the cart and hurried to the check out. Line upon line was all I could see through my daughters flailing arms and legs. I eyed the shortest one and made a beeline for it. With only two people in front of me and my children's cries piercing every persons ears within a 2 mile radius, I was out of parenting tricks and feeling mortified. I also knew I could not leave without my diapers. So, I stood there with my face to the floor praying that the line would move quickly, while the children continued to scream. Just then the lady ahead of me put her arm around me.

"Sister, we've all been there and it gets easier" the blond haired angel said to me with a smile.

I felt relieved, my embarrassment ceased and her friendly service gave me just enough motivation to carry me through the day. Since then, I make it a point to look around and pass a smile to frazzled moms in the grocery line or maybe lend them a sympathetic voice that says "I've been there too, your doing a great job as a mother, this too shall pass".

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