Well. We failed. Kind of. But I give us grace so hopefully you will too.
It started on Friday (spending freeze day 5). Emery was taking a nap, I was doing my blog thing and Jonah was sitting across from me playing with play doh like a boss. I was feeling good. Look at me working and keeping my kid busy without tv. Win. And then I heard Emery start to stir. No big deal. He was babbling to himself. Totally content so I didn’t get up right away to get him out of bed. Cause just look how peaceful and wonderful things were. Why would I want to mess with that, right?
Well that was my first mistake.
I didn’t notice when he got quiet again. I’m not sure how many minutes passed before Jonah said, “mom I think we should get Emery now.” Well that’s a good idea. Let’s get him. When I opened the door, the smell hit me like a wrecking ball. Poop. EVERYwhere. In his hair. Under his fingernails. All over his legs. In the mesh of the pack n play. I’m not exaggerating when I say it was everywhere. It was in places I didn’t think you could get poop. I screamed.
That was my second mistake.
Freaked him the hec out. I took him to the bath, both of us screaming, and sprayed him off. Got him all nice and clean and smelling good. He calmed down and seemed to be enjoying being in the water, so I decided to fill up the bath a little bit and let him play while I scrubbed poop off my arms.
That was my THIRD mistake.
Jonah came and stood by the bathtub and was playing with Emery. Or so I thought. How long does it take to wash your hands? 30 seconds? Tops? I’ll tell you how long it takes. It takes just long enough for your three year old to empty a bottle of shaving cream all over your 10 month old and rub it into his hair and all over his freshly washed body. So yea.
By 11:30am on Friday, I was done for the day. I called Zach and said “I don’t even care. I’m going to Chick fil A. I’m not making lunch for these fools.” And so we met him for lunch and I didn’t feel guilty about it.
But the thing is, once you break a spending freeze, it’s way too easy to keep breaking it and so that’s what we did until Monday. I had a pumpkin muffin while I worked on blog stuff at Panera. We ate Panda Express because when your blog goes super mega viral it’s kind of overwhelming and a pinch stressful and Zach wanted to help a sister out. But he doesn’t cook so we went out. (That’s not true. He does cook. But it took him an hour and a half to make scrambled eggs the other day, so…no.) So basically I have a lot of excuses, but maybe no good reasons.
And there you have it, folks. I have failed you. You may throw your stones now. Or don’t. Because we’re back in the saddle again! I went grocery shopping so now there’s zero extra dollas to make me HOLLA. Man. Why is it so hard not to spend money?? I’m trying. Really, I am. But my default when things get stressful is to take the quick and easy (and expensive) way out.
I’m a self medicator, for sure. Any ideas you might have to help me deflect my eating and spending habits elsewhere would be greatly appreciated!