Ah yes, I remember now! Twelve years ago the arrival of my first daughter then two and a half years later after that, the arrival of another lovely little girl. I remember thinking, "I can't wait for the day they're out of diapers so I can rid myself of this diaper bag". Which is also known as your ultimate "survival bag". It contains your sanity and everything else that your child may need at a moments notice. It seems like yesterday that I was frantically searching for that one thing at the bottom of the bag, "where is it? I know I packed it? Ok, honey mommy is getting it right now, hold on". Yeah, I didn't get the Memo on how your current designer purse doesn't have enough room for diapers, baby wipes, binky's, snacks, bottles, etc. Moral of this story? Embrace your diaper bag.
Now, I have a pre teen who is beautiful, kind, sensitive but quick to point out that it's not cool to blow her kisses when dropping her off at school. Yeah, I didn't get the memo?
My little one turned nine recently and I was unaware that it's not cool to show up to her third grade class with balloons and a "Birthday Girl" sash? Luckily, her horrified look was enough for me to put the sash away and interpret the mean stare that video's are a no-no as well. Yeah, I didn't get the memo?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I'm just waiting for the memo so that this 40 something year old Mom can get it right.....eventually.
