Giveaway: $129 Petunia Pickle Bottom Weekender Bag (Diapers Optional)
When Mazzy was born, a friend's gift to me was a plain cotton shirt with easy boob access and a pair of drawstring pants. These awesome items of clothing could be worn during the day and then *magically* repurposed as pajamas at night. This meant that throughout my maternity leave, I almost never had to take them off. Which was really convenient considering I wasn't showering anyway.
In my experience, unless you are Angelina Jolie or Melania Trump, the first few months after you have a baby, you look like a big hot mess. Your hair goes unwashed, your shirt smells like sour milk and every pair of pants you wear involve elastic.
At some point though, you rejoin society. You go back to work or you take the baby to the playground or maybe you make a failed attempt to befriend someone at a Mommy & Me class. You then have to make a decision— are you going to take your style cues from Rachel Zoe ("I die for fashion") or George Costanza ("I give up")?
For me, clothing options have been much more limited post-baby. Heels seem ridiculous during the day, dresses make playing on the floor impossible, and any material besides cotton has to be sent to the dry cleaner if Mazzy so much as wipes her nose on my shoulder. If there was ever anything "fun" or "flirty" in my closet, they seem to have taken a backseat to pieces that scream "practical" or "I bet if it's black and solid nobody will notice if I wear it three days in a row."
Needless to say, it's been a slow transition back to the somewhat stylish person I used to be.
But I am ready to step it up.
The easiest thing to do would be to ditch my dad-friendly messenger-style diaper bag and get a bag that makes more of a fashion statement. Something like the adorbable Wistful Weekender from Petunia Pickle Bottom (pictured below). It says— "I provide the perfect distraction from the puke stain on your pants!"
The Petunia Pickle Bottom Weekender has two exterior pockets, four interior bottle pockets, seven organizational pockets and a key clip. (How's that for keeping your hot mess in check?) Plus, with a choice of five fabulous patterns (pictured below), your "practical" outfit will instantly seem 1000X cuter.
Thanks to Sarah from NewDayNewDeals, today I am giving away a Petunia Pickle Bottom Weekender Bag (value $129) for free. (The winner will be able to select the pattern of her choice, as long as the pattern is instock at the conclusion of the contest.)
NewDayNewDeal posts a daily listing of the best baby sales online. It's not a cheap freebie site— Sarah scours the web for bargain prices on boutique brands and only showcases the higher-end items she would buy herself. Plus she posts listings of all the private sales from sites like Gilt Kids, Zullily and Hautelook the night before they happen… SO, if you're like me and receive 50 emails a day from private sale sites, you can click "unsubscribe" and check them all in one place. (Freeing, isn't it?)
GIVEAWAY RULES:
1) You must be a Mommy Shorts Facebook Fan to enter. If you are not already a fan, you can easily become one by clicking "like" on my right sidebar or clicking here.
2) Tell me your "hot mess" moment in the comment section below. Example: Mine is the time I walked out of the office "lactation room" after a pumping session with my dress tucked into my tights like I was wearing a shirt and pants. (That really happened.)
3) For a second entry, follow NewDayNewDeals on facebook or @NewDayNewDeals on twitter and then leave a second comment below.
Winner will be chosen at random and announced on July 22nd. Good luck!
Hot Mess Moment: Going to my office 2 weeks after my c-section to sign insurance papers. I was in the “baby blues” stage. Constant crying so my eyes were sans-makeup, super puffy, hair was a mess, wearing sweats, and I still looked hella pregnant. I pretty much hadnt eaten or slept since my son was born It was NOT my best moment and I paraded around my office with a new baby that everyone, of course, wanted to see. Every once in a while I will ask people if they remember what a mess I was & they deny it telling me I looked “great for just having a baby!” …LIARS.
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When am I not a hot mess, really? One of my favorite moments was sitting with a new group of lovely gals, hoping that they would accept me into their mommy’s group, at Cheesecake Factory. My cute little baby was in his carrier asleep (rare). And some of the mommies elegantly and gracefully breastfed hidden babies under nursing wraps. Well I apparently had enough breast milk for everyone since as we were sitting there BOTH breasts sprung leaks in the middle of the restaurant. Through the nursing pads, through the tank and announcing to the world that I was lactating (as if you couldn’t tell by the sheer size). And it was summer, so no coverup or jacket to hide me. Out the restaurant, through the adjoining mall, and to the car I went with my glaringly wet boobs. (The ladies took me into their mommies group- they apparently decided I really needed help.)
I also liked the time 7 weeks post-partum where I was teaching a hi/lo aerobics class called BodyAttack and peed myself while teaching. Thank god for black shorts.
Need I give you more such gruesome tales? For someone who used to be a professional ballet dancer, I am pretty much always an ungraceful wreck.
I was about 3 weeks post partum and had to finally suck it up and go to walmart. I left my daughter in my husband’s capable hands and left with a necessity list. While I was walking in I happened to take a look at myself- I had nursed her right before I left and apparently the let down on the other side had soaked through my shirt about a foot in length. I totally belonged on the people of walmart website with my under eye circles and unbrushed hair added to that…
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how abut being preggers, peeing your pants, then blow drying them…which resulted in a small fire
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I’m currently pregnant with my first baby but I would have to say the day my husband stood in the shower pushing my hemorrhoids back in definitely qualifies me as a hot mess….
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Whoops. I forgot my Hot Mess moment… was walking to answer the door to my neighbour with my boob hanging out of my breastfeeding shirt. I didn’t notice it was hanging out until I had said good bye. Thankfully he has 3 boys and knows the joys of breastfeeding and a flustered mom who has only had her new baby for two days.
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see my reply below for my hot mess mama moment.
Fan on FB and Twitter! My most recent hot mess moment happened this afternoon when I took both kids to my annual “lady parts” exam. The 2.5 year old slept through the entire thing. The 6 month old? Notsomuch. First she blew out a diaper and then proceeded to scream through the entire appointment. While waiting for the doctor, naked under the paper garments, I tried to calm her by nursing her. She wasn’t having any of that, but did succeed in getting a good let down going. I couldn’t stand up and walk her around lest the paper sheet fall to the ground. I just worked up such a fantastic sweat that the paper on the table and the paper sheet were STUCK to my legs. When I finally got off the table, I had to peel the paper off.
As soon as we left the office? She stopped crying.
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It was about 5 days after I had my baby and my milk had just come in. I went to the mall to buy nursing bras with my baby and husband in tow (definitely not brave enough to venture out on my own yet). The girl at the store measured me and announced that my new bra size was a 34F!! That’s “F” as in Freaking HUGE. I should mention that I was a small 34B before I started producing enough milk to feed octomom’s babies. I went into the little changing room that closed with a curtain and started to try on these giant bras. The minute my fun bags were free, they started pouring milk. I’m talking free flowing allll over the dressing room and on the unpurchased bras. So there I am hunched over, with my husband holding a breast pad on each boob while I tried to get the bras on (which involves like 10 clasps in that size). All you could hear was hysterical laughing from our dressing room…HOT MESS!!!
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My Hot Mess moment was while I was pregnant. I was on a trip with the school and I was wearing one of those belly bands. After going to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror to put the band back and then washed my hands and left. After walking out, and getting on the bus, I realized I forgot to put my top down. My daughter was like way to go mom!
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I don’t know if you can really call it a hot mess moment…it has been more like a hot mess 3 months, but ever since my little one has been born…I have worn the same two dresses every day. (clean of couse) :0) I just trade them out every day. I rarely get to leave the house (breasfeeding) and it is great for breastfeeding! :0)
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already like on fb. for a hot mess moment, there’s no time like the present. i’m in the same clothes i was wearing when i took my kids to the beach and eating the remants of the toddler’s dinner… with i just realized, his baby spoon.
One of my hot mess moments, was when I was breastfeedeing and I had to run up to the store really quick, I changed My shirt and wated to put a “better” fitting bra on, because I generally didnt leave the house and wanted to feel somewhat normal, lol, got there and realized as I looked down at my GREY shirt that I forgot to put breastpads on UGH! luckily one of my hubbys sweatshirts were in the back seet 🙂
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****sensitivities beware!!!!****** My son was born very quickly and so part of the placenta did not release after his birth. Three weeks after his birth I started hemorrhaging in the middle of Walmart, where we were buying pampers. This was more than a small period! I looked like I had been shot and was leaving a smushy footprint with each step. My husband grabbed a bath towel from the shelf to cover me as we departed. The cashier was taking too long and I needed to get to the hospital so my husband through a ten dollar bill her way and took off at a dead run to get our vehicle. Took me a long time to be able to enter Walmart again.
That bag almost makes me want to pull the goalie….
I have almost regained my sense of style… almost… 4 years later.
a bag like that would certainly clinch (despite the fact that I have no toddlers and only preschooler and 1st graders, gulp).
My hot mess moment… Gotta love the disposable undies from the hospital. Those were the best and with number 2 I was no dummy and asked for extras when leaving the hospital.
I *like* your page on fb (Ashley C.ronin). My hot-mess moment was the first time I went to the mall with my son by myself(he was maybe 3 or 4 months?) I had him in the stroller, which I had never used and so I stood in the parking lot for 10 minutes trying to figure out how to open it with him screaming in the car. Once he was in it I realized the doors I decided to go in did not have an automatic or handicapped door so I struggled to hold the door open and maneuver the big stroller through. Thankfully 2 women stopped and helped me open the 2nd set of doors and they smiled and said they remember being first-time moms…apparently I was a dead giveaway!
FB fan! My latest moment and theres been more then one is leaving the double stroller behind once the kids are in the van. There was the hitting it across the library parking lot whiel patrons assumed it had kids in it moment and the most recent left it at the Farmers market event while I drove away commenting on how someone had the same stroller with broken wheel and all as us!!
I had to have sinus surgery about a month ago, but the day after I rejected what was supposed to be bed rest because my husband was being UNHELPFUL and (I decided) my toddler son was in desperate need of new shoes. So the kid and I went to Stride Rite. Every time I bent over to fasten the velcro or convince the kid to take a shoe off, blood came gushing out of my nose. I had kleenex but soon soaked through my supply. Once blood dripped onto my kid’s head. I’m pretty sure the sales girl thought I was addicted to cocaine and thought about calling CPS.
I answered the door with my shirt unbuttoned because I had just nursed my son and forgot the girls were out. Oops. Hot mess.
My *daily* hot mess moment(s) involve me rushing around to get me and my daughter ready in the morning, ironing, (haha yeah right – throwing stuff in the dryer and praying the wrinkles fall out) holding her down to get teeth brushed, trying desperately to apply enough concealer so I don’t look like the walking dead, taking one last look in the mirror before running out the door, taking my daughter to nursery school, kissing her goodbye, and getting to work, only to realize mid-conversation with my boss and a co-worker that I have snot all over my left shoulder. My morning rituals were in vain, again. Sneaky little thing. Daughter – 524 Mommy – 0
One of my hot mess moments was anwering the door in a bra and boxers for the pizza delivery , embarressing, glad she was a she !! belensmama@yahoo.com
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My Hot Mess moment so far has been recently when I locked the keys in my car, but thankfully I had taken my child out of her carseat! I always set my keys down next to her carseat as I am unbuckling her but I must have sat on them as I did and it locked the doors, and then I FORGOT them as I was getting out. I was sleep deprived of course and running late with my baby.
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I am a hot mess today because it is so 100 degrees out and I decided to wear super hot pants and on top of that I am 8 mos preggo! Hot MESS!!!
Oh I have too many to even want to remember. However, last week I was going on a much needed night out with friends. I didn’t think I would have much time to change after getting the kids to bed so I fixed myself up while my kids were eating supper and my 7yo helped the 3 younger ones in the bath. My 1 year old was in his highchair with a full bib on, all I had to was lift him out of his highchair and hand him to my son. He was wearing a navy outfit and looked really clean since he had worn a bib so I washed him off and gave him a quick hug before I put him down. Later that night in a club my friend asked me why my yellow shirt was glowing red by the chest. Apparently I didn’t see the grapejuice that blended in with my son’s navy outfit but it was enough to transfer to my shirt. UGGH!
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Maybe the many days I went without showering after my daughter was born until I became best friends with the pack-and-play.
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My hot mess moment was when my daughter threw up at the mall and I caught it in my hand. It was gross and embarrassing but parents do what they have to do. I rushed her to the bathroom mean while everyone is watching.
Both of my Hot Mess moments have to do with the joys that are breastfeeding and leaking in public 🙂 The first was right after my first daughter was born, and I took her to my office to show her off to all my co-workers. I’m not sure what told me that it would be a good idea to walk out of my house in a grey t-shirt, a thin cotton nursing bra and no nursing pads, but I did it. Not more than 15 mins into the visit, little one started fussing, and of course my over achieving breasts decided to come to the rescue in a very aggressive way. Milk acctually started forcefully dripping out of my shirt (thanks to a very over active letdown) of course, there was no hiding it, and I was horrified, as the girls in my office just laughed.
The second is a similar story, but happened with my second daughter. My brother in law had come over to see the new baby and to visit, and we were standing out on the back patio talking, when out of no where my husband started cracking up. I ask what’s so funny and he just points at my shirt, which was of course completely soaked. Humiliated, again. Why he couldn’t just leave well enough alone, and let me go on in ignorant bliss, I will never know 🙂
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My hot mess moment was a few weeks ago, when my girls and I (they are 2 & 4 yrs) had a surprise visit from the exterminator. I wasn’t expecting company, and was dressed in a plain (ie: way too small – no bra) tank top and panties while 7 1/2 months pregnant with our twins. Belly hanging below top, etc.
The fast-paced running around the house trying to dodge the man’s eyesight from our front door (window), while trying to find bra, pants, and any shirt that would button…while my kids were standing at the door telling the man, ” mommy’s getting her clothes on!” was too much. Once I answered the door, makeup-free and messed up hair, while wearing a half-buttoned flannel puppy-dog adorned pj top (wouldn’t button across my belly!) and workout capri pants in spandex…well, I am certain I looked like a crazy woman.
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my hot mess moment happened when I was taking a test to be a certified cardiac tech and I had an infant at home. All of the sudden mid test I started leaking….leaked through the nursing pads, leaked through my nice baby blue shirt. why? there was no getting up from the test so I stuck it out and I think everyone else was more embarrassed than I was because every time I caught someone looking at me they would turn bright red and look away like they were trying to get whiplash 🙂
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I was a very hot mess leaving the hospital 2 days after my baby was born. Wishful thinking bringing clothes I wore before I was pregnant. Who knew it wasn’t all baby!
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My hot mess moment was when I went to the cinema with my husband just a few months after my daughter was born. We had planned to watch a movie then go to a really nice restaurant to celebrate the first time we were really alone since the birth.
In preparation for the nice restaurant, I searched for my concealer stick in my bag in the dark while the movie was stile running and blindly applied it to the sides of my nose.
It wasn’t until we were out of the cinema again and my hubby looked at me again with the lights on that he noticed I had mistakenly applied red listick to my nose because I had confused it with my concealer. Worst was, the lipstick was the long-lasting kind so I couldn’t quite get it off, but my husband did not want to cancel our restaurant reservations. So I sat in the very fancy restaurant with my very fancy husband and some very fancy lipstick still smeared around my nose making me look like a clown with a bad cold.
The food was really good, though, and being alone with my husband was even better. Good thing he still loves me with a red nose.
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Ironically, I just had a hot mess moment this week.
On vacation with my SIL and her 2 kids, we stopped at the Super Walmart on the way back from the beach to pick up a few things. Still feeling gritty from a day of sand-filled fun, my son of course decides to poop his brains out within 5 minutes of entering the store. So I drag him, the diaper bag and my wallet into the bathroom. After some wriggling, I get him changed and proceed to meet my SIL at the checkout. But after I go to pay, I remember I left my wallet in the bathroom (EWW!). I leave my son with my SIL and bolt. I grab my wallet and run back to pay, with a beet-red face of course! As we exit the store, I then realize I left the diaper bag in the bathroom! At this point, my SIL is cracking up at me. My son was laughing too, but I just keep telling myself it was at the Elmo in the store window…. I’d forget my head if it wasn’t attached…
I am pregnant with my fourth so I have too many to count. There was one time I had to carry my 2 month old daughter home from church in nothing but a diaper because she pooped everywhere, including all over my skirt. I had to walk out with a big poopstain s0ince I didn’t have a change of clothes.
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My hot mess moment….flight from Boston to St. Louis with my then 13 month old daughter. Olivia was never a shy baby, and the gorgeous man sitting next to us was her new favorite person. While chatting, I noticed he kept making a grimace. That is when I looked down to notice that she had the hair on his arm in a baby death grip. After prying her fingers from his arm and apologizing profusely I decided to distract her hands with her new flip top sippy cup. As I flipped the top, cran-grape juice sprayed all over both of us. Oh yeah, change in pressure…that’s what I forgot about. She was soaked. I was soaked. All the nice man could do was hand us his 3×3 napkin. I’m sure its a flight he’ll never forget. The next time he’s seated next to a woman with an infant on her lap, he’ll asked to be moved!
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I just had my 2nd baby last week and already was a hot mess at the hospital when I left the room to get a drink and flashed everyone behind me with that awful hospital gown (plus those fancy disposable undies underneath. I didn’t realize the gown was open on the bottom until I got back to my bed in the room. Yikes!
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My hot mess moment was when I bought maternity PJ’s, not realizing that there were slits in the top for breastfeeding. They were super comfy PJ’s and one morning I was still wearing them when the Schwans man stopped by. Holding my newborn and still looking like a mess, he saw more than he bargained for that morning. Oi, I’m still embarrassed about that one.
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And my hot mess moment is when the baby had a major poop that overfilled his diapers and went up his back (The clothes were almost not salvageable!)
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I took a break from a very important business meeting to go to the bathroom.
I returned and was the next one up to speak.
Only when I returned to my seat, did I see the long string of toilet paper streaming from my shoe.
Talk about embarrasing! I did not stay for the after social, I was just too mortified, even though no one said a word.
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I had a mini hot-mess moment this very Monday… In the heat of the morning I threw my flip-flops on to go outside with the dog and the baby, to water the veggies. An hour later, I get out of my car at work, take two steps and hear that sound “flip-flop.” Oops. I just had to go with it…to late to go home just to change shoes.
Dropping my new Coach wristlet into the toilet at the zoo while trying to hold my daughter and take a leak at the same time. I was horrified, but of course no one else could tell. I did pawn off all 3 of my “got soaked on the water ride” 20 dollar bills at the food stands 🙂
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My most recent hot mess moment came on vacation last week.
We had decided to get some pizza for the kids and go to the park to eat it. Being that my 2-year old son is still the novice eater, he tends to hold the piece upside down (cheese-side down) and inevitably gets cheese and sauce all over his hands. In the chaos of things, he wanted me to pick him up, so I did and he gave me a nice big hug.
It wasn’t until I was getting stares from other families that I realized the saucy handprint souvenirs he had left me.
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Hot Mess Moment – 2 week old twins in Dr. office – getting ready to leave – set one in the carrier on the couch so I can grab the other and walk out the door – only took me a second to realize I didn’t have the other one!
When my son was two months old, we left him on the care of my mother for the first time in order to have my long awaited sushi date. On our way to the car, we met our new neighbors.. a nice military couple that we hit it off with immediately. After chatting it up for about twenty minutes, we finally went on our way. A few days later, I’m back to my usual unshowered, hot mess self .. wearing the same nighty for two days complete with breastmilk stains and an untied bath robe. I had just finally put my son to sleep when I hear a knock at the door. Without thinking I open the door to our neighbor, staring back at me with a look of horror. Needless to say I haven’t heard from her again.
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I’m a fan on FB (username: Les Cerises).
My last “hot mess” moment was falling – thanks to my gorgeous-but-terribly-hard-to-walk-in heels. You see, I decided to wear a beautiful extremely ruffly skirt that day and I didn’t know for hours that the hem was up under some ruffles and I was showing a bit too much! Let’s just say that was not a good day!
Love this bag so much. Such a great design! Thanks for the chance! 🙂
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I typically pick out my clothes the night before so that when I get dressed in the dark the next morning, at least I know I coordinate. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy to find/coordinate shoes as I’m running out the door. I walked into work one morning realizing I had on my slippers, and not my heels. (Luckily, I keep a pair at my desk for emergencies!)
I was working by myself at a convenience store and noticed my customers were all especially smiley at me. I later found out I had been walking around all day with my shirt inside out-so embarrasing!I’m a facebook fan as Susan Chester.
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When my oldest was 8 months old, I attended a conference for four glorious days. I was still breastfeeding, so I hauled my trusty electric double pump along on the trip. During the layover in Atlanta, I found a *relatively* clean family restroom, locked the entry door, plugged in at the sink and got busy pumping. About halfway through, just as I was massaging my breasts to increase my output, the door opened wide to the entire terminal of people walking by and a very startled woman shouted, “OH” as every person walking by paused to see what exactly the ruckus was all about. Um, yeah, I did not actually lock the door and flashed the entire terminal. Hot mess indeed!
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I spent the first 4 months of Nicky’s life in sweat pants and t-shirts, since I never went anywhere. One day, I simply needed some time outside of the house, so I fed the baby lunch (carrots and green beans), changed my shirt (he was in that raspberry blowing stage), put on jeans, and grabbed him to head out. I thought I was doing okay until a friend of mine informed me that I had stuff on my face (green bean splatter). When I went to clean it off, I found it on my face, in my hair, and on my shirt, because I had forgotten to clean Nicky’s hands and he had grabbed my sleeve and the front of my shirt during the transition into the car. ::sigh::
My hot mess moment?
I was still on maternity leave with my 4 week old son. Finally feeling a little better about myself, I took a long shower while he napped, shaved my legs for the first time in several months, deep-conditioned my hair… The WORKS.
I get out of the shower, get dressed in some nicer clothes, and the little squirt wakes up screaming. I pick him up to calm him, and he promptly pukes all over himself, MY CLEAN AND CONDITIONED HAIR, my clothes, and my freshly bathed arms.
It consequently DRIPS ON MY FEET and the carpet.
To top things off, the dog comes over and begins to LICK THE PUKE OFF THE CARPET AND MY LEGS.
I didn’t know where to start. LOL.
my biggest hot mess is anytime I try to take my kids swimming. Stuff goes everywhere, I’m trying to get myself changed, I lose bathing suits and combs and towels, forget shoes in lockers AND wrangle two crazy kids who delight in commenting “that woman has a hairy vagina” very very loudly!
Yeah, it’s so much fun 🙂
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I liked you on facebook. I don’t really have a Hot Mess story. I guess just all the times I go out in pajama pants and a t-shirt…I’m not that big on fashion to begin with, but I’m sure sometimes I really did look bad. haha
This is my all-time worst hot mess mommy moment. And I’m embarrassed to say it has happened more than one occasion. I’m not a huge milk producer and really only need nursing pads for the first couple months. (NOT TRUE) So, on the lovely occasions that I make the conscience decision to not wear them (yes, I do have lily padz so I can’t use the excuse that I don’t want to go on a date sporting a lumpy bustline), it’s awesome when I hear another baby cry, get a little too relaxed with a glass of red wine, or have a good chiropractic adjustment. NOTHING is sexier than a new mommy with two wet, perfectly placed, saucer-sized milk stains – especially when I’ve actually tried to make an effort to throw on a cute top and a swath of lipstick. Yes, that “let down” is truly a “let down”…
Second hot mess moment: wearing size 11, Barney-colored Crocs in public. I found them at TJ Maxx for 12 bucks and thought – cheap, comfy house shoes!- since my UGG slippers won’t suffice in 105 degree Oklahoma summers. I promised myself I wouldn’t wear them in public – yeah, that lasted for about 2 days. I think my kids are even embarrassed to be seen with me – and they wear Crocs, albeit much smaller sized, thus cuter.
I liked your facebook page via Misty Massie. I don’t know which hot mess moment is my worst or best but I think it might be when my baby doo-dooed all over his aunt in the middle of church.
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…. i was in a local store (who will remain nameless because i now have to wear a hat when i go shopping) when my son was about 6 months old and just starting to sit up by himself w/o slumping to the side like some poor drunk dude – all of a sudden i hear this god awful noise and up came this smell..YEP! he blew up AND over his diaper ALL in the cart!! and then to top THAT off i started my period – HELLO heavy flow!! i had to haul ass (more like a ridiculous penguin waddling kinda haul ass) to the rest rooms where i spent the next 20 minutes wiping both of us down.. NO chage of clothes for the baby and THANK god i had a tampon!! i slid outta that place SO fast with a naked baby and what lil to no dignity i had left… the cart still had poo in it and my apologies to the people who went into that bathroom when i got done!! OYYY!! i carry a suitcase w/me now just to be over prepared from now on! i feel SO bad but i was mortified and wanted to disapear!
I guess I am a Hot Mess everyday because I live in t-shirts and sweat pants! I don’t want to scare the world with my Hotmessness so I mostly stay in. I need to get myself together and a PPB bag is a great way to start. I liked your FB page ~ Kendra Mason
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One night, after I took the night shift with my daughter, I went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water. I actually thought to myself, “Where can I stick this baby while I get my water (in the fridge) I actually moved a few things around to make room for her. It was 4 in the morning. My daughter is now five, and I have never tried to refrigerate her again. It is a joke, however, when she says “Dad, I’m hot”…..haha…Thank you for this chance. I would love to win this for my wife, who has wanted one of these for years.
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Hot Mess Moment… I was pregnant with my oldest and was out to lunch with a friend. She kept looking at my boobs. All I could think was, “Yes they do get bigger with pregnancy, and yes they do look awesome huh”. I looked down and noticed she was looking at the wet spots forming around the nipple area… Yep I was lactating early and for all the world to see.
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I was at a snooty dr’s office when my daughter peed on me. I forgot to bring extra clothes with me for her much less me. And we had a couple of hours before we could get home. So Bliss and I smelled like pea all day. Good times.
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My hot mess is going to the bathroom and coming out with toilet paper trailing on my foot. This happen in front of several men, Needless to say the had a good laugh.
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I tend to be a “hot mess” everyday. My fiancee laughs at me because when I cook I always drop something, break something or burn myself. I can be walking across the room and trip over my own two feet.
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I went to dinner with a guy friend yesterday and may have had a nice string of toilet paper attached to my shoe, which the GORGEOUS server actually pointed out. :: blushes ::
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I was a hot mess all last week taking care of my SICK dog I just got from the pound. Puke all over me. Hot.
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My worst was going to a conference without breast pads. I thought that I would fine until I could get to the store afterward. But the conference lasted much longer than I expected and about half way through I started to leak badly through my top.
Fortunately I had a jacket that I was able to put on but not before everyone had noticed my soaked top.
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