in june 2010, our lives got turned upside down in the best possible way: the birth of our awesome kiddo, john. in october 2013, brother charlie charged into our life to change the status quo again. and june 2016 brought us brother ben to round out our trio.

i'm proud to have "mom" at the top of the list of titles on my resume, but i'm also still a hard-working professional. how does a working mom juggle work and family? ride along with me and see if i can figure it out!

Friday, February 25, 2011

the battle of the banana

it all began so well.

last night, john had some mashed banana, and he seemed to enjoy it. you could tell he was checking out the texture and the taste, and he did very well using his lips to get it off his spoon. at one point he even grabbed the spoon out of my hand (with his left hand - a tip of the hat to left-handed daddy) and accidently fed himself a bite. (i don't know if he could repeat that, but it was adorable nonetheless.)

so, i thought, more mashed bananas as a part of breakfast! john had already breastfed, so he wasn't hungry and thus not super excited, but he still ate some bananas and did very well. (as an aside, i'm not sure yet if it makes me an awesome mom or an awful one, but i was singing an adapted version of rhianna's song "what's my name" while we ate bananas - "ba nana, it's for breakfast, ba nana, it's for breakfast ...")

then, it all went awry. when john was done with his mashed bananas, i started to eat the rest of the banana. he was very interested, so i gave him about half of it to hold on to and gnaw on. of course he made a mess, which i expected, so i took the banana back, popped it into my mouth and start to clean him up.

that was when he started to yell. not cry: yell. he was very very angry at me for taking away his banana. he yelled for 30 minutes straight. plus another 10 when we got in the car to go to daycare. by the time i got him out of the car at school, he had stopped yelling, but he had his jaw set in a mad face that reminded me precisely of his daddy's mad face.

the other moms, who know john always smiles at them in the mornings, kept talking to him, and he kept scowling. no smiles for his teachers, no smiles for toys. just madface. he made it VERY clear that he and mom are in a fight.

i'm sure he'll have forgiven me by the time i see him tonight. and we're going to a mardi gras parade this evening so i am sure he will have fun. but i have learned three things from this experience:

1) when you have two-hard-headed parents, it is inevitable that the off-spring will be part mule.
2) do NOT take john's banana.
3) i can't wait for the terrible twos ...

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