This morning, as I was drinking my coffee, Braden asked if he could smell it. (It's french vanilla decaf and smells pretty yummy). I obliged, and lowered my cup of coffee so he could stick his face over it and get the scent.
As he did, I watched a small stream of drool fall out of his mouth and into the coffee.
When he was done, I raised the cup of coffee back to my lips and continued drinking. I never gave it a second thought. Until now. I guess that's pretty gross.
This is what it means to be a mother.
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LOL, it's amazing what doesn't gross you out anymore once you are a mother.
ReplyDeleteI told my "new mommy" friend to call me when she goes to work with throw up on her shoulder (or anywhere else for that matter). She thought - who would do that. She did about 5 months post going back to work. :-)
ReplyDeleteThis made me laugh, as this morning I scooped up the cut up pieces of fruit (some pre-mouthed) off the highchair and added them to my breakfast! And I get drool in just about everything these days, so nope, didn't gross me out a bit!
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