That's Mazzy and Lucas up top, both fast asleep after an emotionally draining day took its toll. My friend Sari and I took the kids on a long walk to the Children's Museum of Art, only to find it was closed for a private birthday party.
The only thing worse than finding the door locked to your kid's favorite museum, is finding it wide open, walking in alongside plenty of other children (all bearing gifts), and THEN being told you have to leave while everyone else is ushered into a very visible party room.
The kids did not take it well.
But, on a positive note, the photo above was featured on one of my favorite photo blogs— Naps Happen. If you have a picture of your kid napping in a strange position or place, this is the site to submit it.
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Ilana Wiles: Baby Shaming Correspondent
On Wednesday night, I was on HuffPost Live, talking about what else? BABY SHAMING. Apparently, that is now my topic of expertise. Also on the panel were a bunch of child psychologists, one of which told me (after the show was over) that she thought the photos I posted of Mazzy were completely harmless.
PHEW. It's nice to be validated by a professional.
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MOM SHAMING IS THE NEW BABY SHAMING
Speaking of shaming, Susan from The Divine Secrets of a Domestic Diva used my baby shaming post as inspiration for a mom shaming post. She got several bloggers to all contribute photos, including myself.
You can see all the hilarious contributions here plus find out how to submit your own.
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AND NOW, FOR A LITTLE DAD SHAMING…
Since the HuffPost Live webcast was at 8pm, Mike had to take over bedtime duties. Although it appeared like everything went smoothly, there was a little problem that didn't make itself known until the middle of the night…
My husband forgot to put Mazzy in an overnight diaper.
Wanna hear how a small mistake can have catastrophic effects?
Mazzy woke up screaming for me at around 2am. I stumbled half-asleep into her room, where she was lying face down with her butt high up in the air— her diaper, PJs and sheets all soaked through. I went to pick her up from behind but she resisted. I pulled harder, my head right above the back of her head, when all of a sudden, she popped up, smashing the top of her head into my chin, causing me to bite down ridiculously hard on my tongue, which immediately filled my mouth with blood.
I'm screaming, Mazzy's screaming, there is blood and piss everywhere and guess who managed to sleep through the whole damn thing?
Mr. Forgot-to-put-on-the-overnight-diaper.
As soon as Mike falls asleep tonight, I'm making a sign. If he wakes up and tries to stop me, I'm calling BULLSHIT on him sleeping through the events of the night before.
Hmmmm…. Do we want to give "DAD SHAMING" a whirl? Please express your interest in the comment section.
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THE WORST CLEAN-UP STORY YOU'VE EVER HEARD
On the subject of husbands ignoring catastrophic child-rearing events, have you read Kathleen's EPIC clean-up disaster yet? It's called "Poison Control Emergency" and it's located at the end of yesterday's post.
I promise, by the end of it, you will be horrified, exhausted and much happier with your own family.
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EVIL BABY GLARE-OFF UPDATE
Lastly, all week long I have been holding preliminary rounds on the Mommy Shorts Facebook Fanpage. Today at 3pm, I will be announcing the 32 finalists who will be competing in next week's Evil Baby Glare-Off.
Watch for it!
Dad/husband shaming is needed to complete the family shaming circle. Would make a great holiday card series. My husband forgot to put a diaper on my daughter when she was just a few weeks old, so I feel your pain on the missing overnight diaper.
I like the premise but dislike the word shaming. For every site and age. I mean I see no harm in the photos/signs, they are all funny – in the spirit you conduct them, it isn’t shaming at all, as no one is embarrassed. Maybe we can change ” shaming” to ” confessions”? As the signs and the smiles/smirks of those holding them seem more like confessions than shame.
Bring on the Husband “shaming/confessions/”I screwed up AGAIN” posts! I have my Sharpie ready! 🙂
I am all for mom-shaming and dad-shaming! After all, as Erma Bombeck once said, “When making fun of people, target yourself first.” I’m sure I could think up some good shaming signs for my husband and myself.
Also, Hubs forgot to put Lil’ Bit in a pull-up for her nap last Sunday. Considering we’re still walking a fine line (in undies) between “potty-trained” and “not potty-trained,” it could have been a disastrous oversight. But as we discovered to out surprised delight, Lil’ Bit now stays dry through her naps! Yay!
P.S. I was supposed to be on HuffPost Live last month for a segment about high school sweethearts, but the segment got cancelled. And I was sad. I was really looking forward to it, despite my death fear of public speaking and speaking off the cuff. So, I’m a little envious of your appearance. Bitch.
(Just kidding – I’m going to watch it at lunch.)
I felt the pain of the mom who had vomit in the middle of the night. I woke to my 5yo vomiting (in his sleep!, which was more traumatic than the following story) and when I got to his room about 3 retches in, his whole bed was covered, as was he. He woke up when I had to sit him up and pull his puke covered jammies over his puke covered head. At this point he curled up on the floor, sobbing, while I stripped his bed and finished stripping him. I started the shower, threw the sheets in the wash, and got the two of us clean (it was all over me by now too). In a somewhat fortunate turn of events, my husband was sleeping in the spare room because he was sick, so I threw poor big boy in our bed with towels. I could at least tell when he was about to vomit after that and be ready with a fresh towel. My night was capped off when on his last go round of this, he sharted on my sheets. Dh slept through the whole thing….
Awesome napping photo! And shame on Mike for not using an overnight diaper and then sleeping through it!!! Dad shaming, ok! But I don’t think my husband would find it funny. He’s so serious in some things, and then makes a joke about other things. Argh.
YES for Dad shaming and for calling BULLSHIT on his sleeping through that! I know my husband has “pretended” to sleep through many an epic night! But we switched the bed around so now he is closest to the door and gets up 😉
I am making a sign for my hubby as we speak that says “I farted and blamed it on the baby.”
there’s too much to take in here – love the napping photo. i think i have a similar picture of me on a new york city sidewalk…
the dad shaming? he deserves that crap. sleeping thru. total bullshit.
My husband’s sign would read, “I signed a permission slip for my daughter to go on a field trip 30 minutes away from school and don’t remember doing it.”
AWESOME post! Congrats on the HuffPost interview, too!
I had read the Mom Shaming post the other day and when I saw your photo, I immediately thought it was Alanis Morissette! A definite doppelgänger…