I'm not totally positive, but I'm pretty sure.
Today I was out with my girls running some errands, it was a gorgeous day. The sun was shining, there was a cool breeze, we're dancing in the car, I've got my new sunglasses on, I'm having a good hair day, and I'm lovin' my new nail polish on my toes...
It's just a feel good day...I'm feeling, cool.
I decide to get some gas while it's so nice outside. I get out, start pumping the gas, and continue to admire my hip and funky "Flirt with Fuchsia" polish. All the sudden the guy on the other side of the pump says...
Guy - Nice day out, huh?
Me - Yep, it's gorgeous.
(and then, he blind sides me with...)
Guy - You must have a baby...
(I pause and try to figure out if that's what he really said...and then try to decide if this is going in the direction of a compliment or an insult...)
Me - What? Well, yea, I do kinda have "a baby."
Guy - It's obvious, you have throw up all down the back of your shoulder...
Me - What? Oh, I mean, I know...haha...ha...ha. Oh mercy.
(yea I missed it. I was carrying a babe...while she was eating a graham cracker-ish thing...and yes she might have sneezed a couple times...and drooled or possibly spit up all down the back of me without me knowing...leading to this pretty addition to my favorite hoodie...)
Funny thing is, it made me wonder how often I go into public places like this...a lot?
Oh well, it happens, right? Not really? Just to me? Crap.
I think in that moment I went from, "I'm a cool, fun, modern mom..." to "I am waiting on the bus to MomJeansVille, Population: Me."
Good night, Coolness. Good Morning, 24/7 Mama...
It's alright though, I'd rather have that title anyway :).
I am off to start getting things together for our little 4th bday party on Sunday, thanks for your ideas! Hope you all have a great weekend!