Goldschlager

Four score and seven years ago..... I had a blog.  Poop and Hiccups.  I created this blog when I was in the depths of raising my two little boys - who are now 8 and 6.  There was a brief turn of events and a few years ago I started documenting another little journey I was taking.... and that ended suddenly.  Where in the world have I been...?  Right here.  Right.  Here.

It just struck me today as I was doing a little work... What in the world am I doing with my life?  From the time that this blog began to now.... Everything has changed, yet everything is the same.  We have built a beautiful home and as of tomorrow exactly, the first day of spring, this will be the 3rd year we have lived in this home.  We have grown to a family of five!  We had a little girl baby in November 2017.  She is almost 17 months old and has shown us the final piece of the puzzle we didn't know that we were missing.  She can be the most kindhearted, loving little girl that melts your heart when she wraps her arms around your neck.  She can also be a little tyrant that knows what she wants when she wants it and her noises will pierce your ear drums.  If she doesn't want you in her personal space, she will let you know and I respect her completely for that.  I don't really like to be touched.

Today, while I sat wondering what was missing, one of the very first things that popped into my head was writing.  I've heard from a random smattering of people that I should write a book.  Doesn't that sound like a lovely opportunity?  Unfortunately, I have absolutely no idea where I would ever begin.  I do love to write.  I know I make some mistakes and I secretly fear that my high school English teacher will print off everything I've written and read it at home with a red pen.  Even now, I just looked back and decided to delete an extra comma.  I remember so clearly in high school being told that I use too many commas.  Mistakes will likely be made and I apologize in advance.

So up from the chair I arose and down at the computer I sat.  Everything has changed but everything is the same.  Poop and Hiccups began as I was telling some of the unbelievable stories of raising these two boys through potty training and all of the other hiccups that life, and mom life, throw at you.  Last night, another blast from the past slapped me in the face as I was presented with the lovely phenomenon of a little girl baby who seemed extra gassy during her evening bath which resulted in a lovely little present being left in the tub.  Enter: Clorox Bleach.  One of my favorite descriptors of this joyous occurrence I picked up from my sister-in-law who has her own awesome little boy baby.  She told me that her little boy seems to love to go #2 in the tub and she said it's like Goldschlager.  Goldschlager!  If anyone doesn't know Goldschalger, it is a type of liqueur with very thin flakes of gold floating in it.  Need I say more?  I'm betting you don't want me to go on.  If only those little flakes floating around my tub were gold.  Mom friends, you know... that's not gold.

The adventures this life takes us on are wild - whether it's an adventure we decided that we would go on or one that a little baby left in your tub for you.  Sometimes I have a hard time finding the light and humor in these moments, but I hope to always look back and shake my head with a chuckle.  What in the world am I doing...?