But one of my most important titles: Keeper of the Pig.
We were Mother's Day shopping and Ruby laid claim on this cutest pink pig in the store- she wouldn't let go of it- not wanting a fight and thinking how cute she was with it- I forked over the 20 bucks for the made in Italy stuffed animal. I thought the new toy excitement would wear of but it didn't. She has carried that pig everywhere, and when she wants it- I have it. In the grocery store, in the car, at church, naptime, bedtime, etc.
If you don't believe me...
And we went to the cabin this weekend for a quick trip and on the way home,
Ruby asked for pig- I went to get him out of my bag and realized I left him. I had a slightly panic attack but told Reese we would stop in Idaho falls on the way home and grab a new one. But the store closed before we could get there.
I didn't know how she was going to sleep, and it wasn't completely terrible. Only slightly.
But when she emptied her crib to look for pig 5 times yesterday, and cried for him when she was tired... I felt like the worse mom. Reese said I was more worried about pig being gone than she was.
Pig comforts her and that comforts me.
When she is crying in the car, it always sooths her when I can't- and she loves to sleep with him. This is the first object she has been attached to in her short life and I failed as a mom- I left it in Island Park.
I guess I never realized the guilt a mom could feel over something as little as a stuffed animal-
But that little girl counts on me for everything.
So today- I took her to the store and bought her a new one- she of course still chose the pig over any other animal- and is
So happy to have him back- and that $20 bucks and seeing that smile on her face took my mom guilt away.
And now we have a back up pig- lesson learned.
Mom life.
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