I had a blonde mommy moment Valentine’s Day. I took Amelia to the pediatrician as she looked miserable Monday when I picked her up from daycare and ran a low-grade fever that night. She’s been a virtual snot factory off and on for a month and has been on both Amoxicillin and Augmentin for ear infections. I had kept Amelia in all weekend and she seemed fine by Monday only to get sucked in by the undertow of daycare germs. They have very strict sick child rules pertaining to fever, etc., at her school and although they are constantly sanitizing everything, there’s only so much you can do in the winter with germs bungee jumping from child to child. It’s a veritable germ orgy. When we arrived at the pediatrician’s office Tuesday she was flushed and burning up with a 103 degree fever. The nurse asked what I’d been giving Amelia and I told her Infant Tylenol. She asked me how much and I found out I’d been giving her too small a dose for her nearly 21 pound booty. Great. I left with an informative handout listing doseages by weight and a prescription for a third antibiotic. See, you have two babies and you put on your “Experienced Mommy” crown, only to realize you’ve been screwing up. Also, to the mom who told me to give Amelia Motrin, rather than Tylenol, you rock. I know we could have it much, much worse, but I’m so ready for cold and flu season to be officially closed.

On a happy Kodak moments type note, I went to Caitlin’s Valentine’s Day party at lunch and was the only mommy in attendance. I got to eat a heart-shaped ham and cheese sandwich and observe some of the odd behavior exhibited by her peers, (kind of gives you the warm fuzzies when you realize there are other kids weirder than yours) as in the case of a child who chewed her carrot sticks for a few seconds and then placed each orange slobbery mass on her plate. I thought Caitlin’s heart would burst with pride when her teacher asked me to read a book to the class while they were setting the tables for lunch. The look on her face was priceless.

The hubby made a fabulous Valentine’s Day dinner and wouldn’t you know my picky eater ate about five bites of broiled lemon pepper snapper and loved it!

So many good mommy, bad mommy moments…that’s what parenting is all about.