You have decided to gift your children with a day at the zoo, like a Good Mother. Pack lunches, snacks, water bottles, sunglasses, sunblock, a book. That book is like a little beacon of hope; the children will play in the play area and the baby will nap and you'll read this book, glancing up now and then for a head count. It's never really happened before but hope springs eternal.
Snapping
from your reverie you discover you are late for speech therapy and
there's no time to make coffee. Surely the husband won't begrudge just
one little swipey swipe of the card, it's understandable to want coffee
for Zoo Day. Decision made, hurry hurry guys, we're late!
You
barely stop the car to let the oldest child out for speech and zoom off
to grab your coffee. The radio reports a heat index of a million, the 3
year old is complaining of a tummy ache, and you realize the
light-headedness you feel is because you forgot breakfast. Zoo Day
develops a slight tarnish but lo, the drive-thru window is open with no
line.
A smiling, blonde-haired girl comes to the window and chirps, "Good morning! What can I get for you?"
Retching and barfing and crying from the back seat. Blonde is
understandably horrified. Asks if he is ok, what will you do, do you
need help?
The sun is beating
down on the hood of the car and Zoo Day is over before it begins. You
wonder, as you fish wipes out of the diaper bag and mop up some of the
mess, what is the right move here? What does a Good Mother do?
"Actually,
lets make that a LARGE mudslide latte...whole milk. Whipped cream. On
ice. And can I get a Swiss chip scone as well? Oh...um...the little guy,
um yeah I'm sure he'll be fine....maybe a cup of water?"
Probably
the barista thinks you are a cold-hearted mother. Whatever. A Good
Mother knows not to go into Barf Day with zero reinforcements.
Aaaaaaaaaand I can't help it.
yes! good for you! ;)
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