Children

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One day as I took a minute to check e-mail and find out a little of the world before me, I received an invitation. It was from my very best friends, inviting the family to their home for a BBQ. I couldn't be more excited. The BBQ was a chance to present to the world the new me- The MotherMe. A chance to do something as a family: Husband, baby and me. I counted the days till the event. I couldn't wait to share my new family to the world.
The morning of the BBQ, I took a real good shower, combed my hair, found some make-up, used it prayed that I had something to wear which wouldn’t make me look still pregnant. Then we were ready to go. Suddenly reality struck. BABY is not ready to go anywhere. He needed to be cleaned, dressed, fed, and have all his things packed. No problem, the Motherme of 6 weeks experience had it all under control. But, when I finding pulled my head up to look at the time, we were already 2 hours late for the BBQ.
I were determined to go Bye- bye; So off we went, well... first my husband had to pick up the car seat from my brother-in law's apartment across town, (don't ask how it got there-another adventure in parenting)and as long as he was out, he went to buy a cake to bring to the BBQ. My job was to get the baby in the car seat and then onto the carriage then out the door. No problem, until I realized that I didn't have my keys. They were in the baby's bag which I asked my hubby to take to the car.
Finally with family strapped, music on, cake secured, we started on our way till we hit the highway. Sunday Traffic. Where were all those people going? Do they know where they’re going- because we don’t. Oh, didn’t I mention that it was going to be the first time we visited their home? Yes, we got lost. Ma-jor-lee lost.
The facts were in: It was a hot summer day, there was traffic every which way, Baby was in an uncomfortable car seat, and the BBQ was over. Therefore, the family went home. I apologized to my friends. I dressed the baby in his PJ's . I put on mine too and the family took a long sweet nap.
The grueling adventure was over. Until the next motherhood escapade, I’ve have a piece of BBQ cake. The End.
awilda aponte

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