In my head, I had written the most eloquent non-mommy blog post about clothes and shopping. I was going to use delicious words to describe my wardrobe staples. Items that I have searched high and low for in the last decade. The sexy pencil skirt, the little black dress, the most perfect pair of jeans, and other necessary items that I love.
Anyone interested in fashion can appreciate the effort that goes into acquiring staples to complete a well rounded wardrobe. I don't just shop for the sake of shopping. I really do not shop often. I shop, on a mission, to buy that one perfect item that will compliment my collection.
My latest mission. To find a pair of skinny jeans to match the boots I bought in May. I admit. Sometimes, on my mission, I get distracted and find other things. Like the world's cutest sweat suit, it was calling my name. And the most adorable quilted jacket for winter, it was so happy to see me. But I did not purchase the classy black cocktail dress or the new leopard print ballet flats and I didn't even go near the jewelery. I did finally find the skinny jeans to match my boots.
I was going to describe the thrill of finding such delicious staples. How I felt as I slipped on those skinny jeans and twirled around, how I marveled at the delicate gold zipper on the quilted jacket, and drooled over the plushness of the velour sweat suit. The scrumptious words danced around in my head. Finding clothes that perfectly complete my wardrobe is one of my nirvanas.
No where in my post was I going to mention being a mommy and no where in my post was I going to use the words diapers, toddler, and trouble.
I was going to share photographs of my treasures.
Who am I kidding? I really am a mommy blogger. Enter the toddler that created trouble.....
My sweet baby girl, my little monkey, my third child climbed on top of the dinning room chair and began pulling at the tags of the jacket and the chandelier nearly fell on to the dinning room table that was purchased before she was born as a gift from my husband that was thrilled when I agreed that two children completed our family so he agreed to buying the table. Ahem.
All while in a very dirty diaper.
I turned off my camera, folded my purchases, and silently admitted to myself that I am a mommy blogger while changing the troubled toddler's diaper. And. That is totally okay.
Diapers. I have three winners from my Pampers giveaway. Please email me your address so that I can send out your coupon for free jumbo packs of diapers: Laski Girl, Allison Says, and the MomBabe.