Only a mother….

You know those babies only a mother could love? Well, here’s a handful of things I did today that only a mother could understand.

1. I buttoned a sweater onto The Child while singing “Wheels on the Bus” … while I was sitting on the toilet, peeing.

2. I said to my cat, “No matter how much cancer you have, I’m not feeding you again today.”

3. I let The Child eat a handful of cashews off the floor. When she asked for more, instead of putting them in her bowl, I just dropped them on the floor.

4. While holding The Child to my breast to nurse, I stirred onions in a cast-iron skillet and salted a pot of lentils and barley.

5. On the way home from the grocery store, The Child wanted cheese. I had cheese, but only in a one-pound block and no knife. So I bit off baby-bite-sized chunks and spat them out into my hand and put them on her stroller tray. A tray which I was fairly certain sparrows had stood upon not four hours earlier and which I had not yet washed down.

I feel certain that this says something about my parenting skills. Not sure what, precisely, but something.