Thank Heavens for Barf

Today I took a shower and a nap, got dressed, did my hair, put on a little make up, made my bed and meals for the kids, made plarn out of plastic grocery bags and taught 7 YW to crochet with it. Then I sat down, proud of how good I look five months after the baby (It is AMAZING what a shower a good brush and a little make up can do)…and then…my darling baby puked all down my shirt. In the future I should remember to be more humble. Thank heavens for baby barf, without which I might never be.