Being a mom comes with a whole bunch of mortifying experiences. Situations that make you want to crawl in a hole and not come out for a very, very long time.
Today one of those happened to me. As my fingers tap against these keys I still want to hide my face.
There was a knock on the door. Normally, if you don’t call I don’t answer the door. That’s just how it goes ~ so if you’re in my area and reading this… TAKE NOTE. And after reading this you’ll understand why.
Well, today I had this feeling that I needed to answer it. I’m glad I did, because it was my landlord and I really needed to talk to him.
I picked up Ella and answered the door, stood outside with her and spoke to the man. We were exchanging phone numbers {funny how we didn’t have each other’s phone number huh?} and so I stuck Ella back inside. When I came back in from my conversation with him, Ella was standing in my living room with a shirt on. And that’s it. No Pull Up, no panties, no pants… her bottom half was BUTT NAKED!
Panic went through my entire body…. did I really just hold my daughter outside, while she had nothing on????? I had to know, so I called my landlord {since I now have his phone number} and asked. YUP! I apologized and said I really had no clue!!!! HOLY CRAP.
And that my friends… is the life of a mother.
And this mother is MORTIFIED!
