Wednesday, July 7, 2010

You Know You're A Mom



Restaurant #1: You are having lunch with your friend and little one, having a grand ole time. Well, baby may be a little fussy, so why not introduce him to foccacia bread. He loves it!! Here, have some sweet potato puffs. Let mama finish lunch and we'll leave soon. Oh, okay, it is getting close to your nap time. Check, please! Walking out of the restaurant, you have somehow managed to land puffs on the back of your leg. You have no idea, so you just keep on walking, people looking...why?!? But it's okay, friend to the rescue. Um...yeah. Jessica, you have food all on the back of your leg! Nice!!


Restaurant #2: A co-worker of husbands is nice enough to take the entire family out to dinner one night. Pulling up, the place looks okay, decent Italian place. But you walk in and realize, oh no. This is so not a baby friendly place. Dim lights and couples enjoying their QUIET meals over a nice glass of wine. Linen table cloths and you're a little under dressed too. Does this place even have high chairs? Oh, Lord! This is going to be interesting! Nervous and stomach starting to turn, you sit down anyway, hearing how much co-worker loves this place. Oh, they have high chairs. There is probably one other person in the world that has taken their child here! And here it comes. Tantrum. No, you can not play with the knifes. Boy, you are going to get us kicked out of here. It's close to his dinner time anyway. Feed the child and it'll be good. Broccoli! Stat! (You decide not to scream that across the nice restaurant. You quietly tell the waiter.) Steamed broccoli arrives and all is well. I can deal with the gas from baby. The incessant screaming has to stop. (Yes, that is his favorite food! I know. Odd!)

12 comments:

Maegan said...

haha... i have so been there before. we are at a point right now where we just don't go out to eat at all. it just isn't worth it. maybe one day soon...

Kristy said...

Oh, yes, dining with baby is an art. Or a crap shoot. Literally.

The Adventures of a Blondie Mommie said...

Oh that's SO becoming the deal with us too! Eating in public has become quite the drama and I'm considering a ban on it until Jackson reaches the asge of 5!

*LLUVIA* said...

oh yeah...
the baby in the restaurant experience. Yep.

Emma is a screamer. She loves to scream at the top of her lungs. It gives us lots of unwanted attention.

Heather said...

I hear ya on that one! We've been going to loud noisy places. Places so loud you have to talk loudly to hear the other person across the table. The perk is that no one hears the tantrums! haha ;o)

Shell said...

I hate taking my kids to restaurants. They actually are pretty good, but I can't just relax and enjoy. I'm too worried about disaster striking.

Annie said...

haha.....we've ALL been there :)

Nikki said...

Too funny!!! I've gotten up from sitting on the floor with puffs stuck to my butt for quite some time! The joys of being a mommy!

Jessica @ Barefoot by the Sea said...

Nicely said. Love this!
www.barefootbysea.blogspot.com

Sherri said...

Ah..the joys of taking the little ones to a REAL place to eat!

Great post!

Amy said...

You're a brave woman! I probably would have turned around and walked right out in the #2 scenario!

Arizona Mamma said...

Ha ha ha! Puffs to the rear :) SO typical.

Thanks for playing along with me!