I'll Love You Tomorrow

Not too much to say today.

Ollie slept in the morning, apparently exhausted from the Hay Extravaganza '09. I worked all day and he stayed with Grammie. Daddy went to a tractor pull this evening, so I'm hanging with Betsy and Petunia thinking about my less than stellar motherhood day.

First, I caused my poor little guy to get mosquito bites all over his feet and I'm beating myself up over it. I'm sure this is just the first of many, many times I will cause him distress, but I really should have known better.

Second, I bumped Ollie's head on bathroom door frame as we were headed back to his room post bath. He was totally relaxed, and then started crying and looking at me with eyes that asked, "Why would you do that to me, Momma?"

Lastly, I didn't take a single picture all day.

No Mother of the Year nominations for today's performance.

Days like today remind me that even though I feel like a motherhood understudy, and that I have not rehearsed enough, the audience is waiting and the show must go on. Oh well, tomorrow is another day.