Three Strikes

I'm definitely not going to win the Mother of the Year award this year. Besides the fact that I let my baby take a nap wedged between a table and kiddie couch or let my 4-year-old use the American flag a dress up accessory, I'm sure that today takes the cake.

Strike One--I got a call from Baby Lam's teacher that she has blisters on her hands and feet and I need to come get her. Now, this happened before I even left the house (Weather Man took the girls to school early today--Patrick and I were hanging out at Starbuck's when we got the call). I have to secretly admit that I put socks and shoes on her hoping they wouldn't see the ones on her feet--I have a lot of catching up to do at the office and really needed to be here. So "Bad Mom" let her child to go school knowing that she shouldn't be going.

Strike Two--we took Baby Lam to the doctor for a follow up 'weight check' (yeah, I know, like she's not fat enough). It's a long story why we had to go for a weight check, but basically it comes down to she needs more ounces of formula/breastmilk per day. She weighed in beautifully--gaining almost 2 lbs in 2 weeks. More than she had gained between her 6 month and 9 month check up. Basically, "Bad Mom" has been starving her baby.

Strike Three--while at the dr. office our pediatrician just gave her a quick check of her ears, etc and discovered she has a pretty good ear infection. Why didn't I notice anything wrong with her? The pediatrician asks "Has she been having trouble sleeping?" Um...yeah, since the day she was born, so why would I think that's something to cause concern? So "Bad Mom" can't tell when her baby is sick.

Three Strikes--I'm out!

Now I get to consume myself with Mommy Guilt and second guess my parenting abilities. Honestly, you'd think that nearly 5 years and 3 children later I would have all this figured out. Tomorrow will be a better day.

Oh yeah--and the doctor did say "she has hand, foot and mouth disease, she can't go to school." Thanks--that helps!