Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Oh no you di'int

So I wrote this whole long sad diatribe full of the melancholy that always follows a stint of volunteering at an amazing nonprofit I used to work at, but I read through it and it was so crappy that I dared not foist it upon you. Suffice it to say that sometimes taking a break from my career is very humbling and occasionally I feel borderline regretful. This is where I am supposed to say something about looking at my angelic children and knowing I made the right decision. I don't feel like saying that. All I can say is that I feel like I am doing what I am meant to be doing right now, but it doesn't mean I am always happy about it.

The community that this particular nonprofit serves is, hmmm, how do you say, colorful? Today I think I encountered every human emotion all within a two hour span of time. Loved every second, I felt like I had come home. I had the chance to give it a try doing difficult tasks while wearing Roob on my back in the Ergo. She was being so quiet and so many people were paying attention to her that I didn't notice at first when a woman said " Ooooo she's got one tooth and it feels like another is on it's way." Cue screeching tires. What do you mean FEELS LIKE? Ahhh Hells Naw, you didn't just stick your stinky paw into my little preshus' mouth. Under what theory is that ok? It's just like when random A-holes thought it was ok to rub my pregnant belly. Just. Don't.

I was later informed that this individual has, um, well, lets just call them questionable hygiene practices. Anyone have any ideas on how to disinfect an infant without melting her skin?

Don't you know that only big sisters are allowed to check for teeth A-hole? Duh.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Sabrina said...

Oh. My. God. No. Just no. I cannot believe someone actually put they're hand inside your baby's mouth!! I am outraged for you!!!! It's bad enough people touch babies without asking first (I hate this my kid is not your play thing thank you much), but to put they're hand in the mouth?!? She would have been lucky to walk away from that. Grievous bodily harm. All up on her. Is all I'm saying.

9:05 PM  
Blogger MomSmoo said...

Poor Ruby has been exposed to all sorts of things in the last few days hasn't she!

6:39 AM  
Blogger Heather said...

I would of lost it. Kudos to you for keeping it together.

I LOVE that picture of Davey with the kids. Priceless.

I can't believe how big Ruby is!! She's growing so quickly.

8:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ok I think that calls for bitch slap my friend, why do pregnancy and babies suddenly stall all human etiquette and manners...for godssake! I know that when people even approach my belly that are not family or very dear friends I threaten them within an inch of their lives and the thought of removing a bloody stump seems far less appealing then mauling my big belly. IDIOTS Kisses Devin

9:32 AM  
Blogger Mrs Marcos said...

Maybe Ruby gave her the shingles? Take that!

9:43 AM  
Blogger mommy~dearest said...

Hmmm- things to pack in diaper bag: Diapers, wipes, teething ring, change of clothes, blankie, brass knuckles...

10:20 AM  
Blogger the new girl said...

YUH-HUUUG.

That is waaay sick.

I'm also superimposing the folks that I used to work with onto this story...and one of them doing something like that?

How do you make a baby gargle with peroxide again?

Also, 'hells naw'? The funniest, funniest. I say it but I've never written it like that.

I'm totally swiping that.
xo

2:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is probably one of the most adorable father/daughter pictures I've ever seen. Love it! Who's the teddy bear?!!

8:57 PM  

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