I started today like every normal day. My son would wake me up by shouting "Mommy!" from his crib and I would hope that I was just hearing things. After a while I roll out of bed and put on my happy face to go see the love of my life who woke me from my beautiful coma. Today however, I opened the door and this sweet little boy had removed his pajamas, his diaper, and was covered in his own brown filth. So I had to calmly pick up my poop covered son and bring him down stairs because I unfortunately didn't leave any wipes upstairs! It was at the point where he looked at me and said "mommy tinky" that i realized that I had some on me!!!! For those of you who have yet to go through this, let me tell you it becomes very hard to remain calm when you have a toddler in your arms and you can feel the nastiness on you! What does my ordeal this morning have to do with single mindedness? Good question! let me try and tie it in. When I first found out I was going to b...
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