Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Title of Substance

This was the third post I wrote on this blog. It was the first time I used a title that distilled the gist of what I was trying to convey (or at least I thought so). Most of my titles are pretty subject focused rather than substance focused (if that makes any sense). I hope I've piqued your interest enough to get you to read on.

"Wrong Shoes Mummy"

My mornings seem to be unbelievably busy, though all I do is feed my daughter breakfast and make her use the potty (my husband does this on my yoga mornings) before getting both of us ready. The rush is despite the fact that I organize all our clothes and other stuff the previous night.

I invariably lose my cool, when my daughter starts choosing what footwear she wants to wear to school. I mean she just turned 2 in April, isn't it too early for her to have a fashion sense? Anyway, this crazy morning rush was what caused one of my most uncomfortable days at work (since we started our own business).

It was a usual weekday morning and I had just about managed to get everyone in the car (we drop our daughter off at school on the way to work). The little one kept saying "Mummy, wrong shoes, wrong shoes". I shushed her with a "behave yourself" as I tried to feed her the cereal she had refused to eat at home. When we finally got to school she gave my husband a big hug and kiss before getting off. While I walked her to the gate, she had a last try "Mummy, your shoes are wrong" (she often gets mine and yours mixed-up). I ignored her comments and hugged her, she in turn gave me a kiss and a confused stare before heading indoors with her favorite teacher.

Half an hour later, I was holding my first discussion of the day in the corridor of our office, even before I reached my desk, when my accountant walked past and gave me a quizzical look. I smiled at her and continued the conversation. Throughout the day I kept getting these confused stares from people and couldn't figure them out. I finally found out why when I bent down to retrieve a fallen bill. Horror of horrors, I had worn my water-proof house-slippers, the variety with a red and black floral design to work!

While I was busy shushing her, my poor little baby was trying to save me from embarrassing myself at work. Now, I pay a lot more attention to her morning comments and try and stop myself from shushing her in general. I've realized one thing, she is totally focused on the moment, unlike her preoccupied mom.

I have a lot to learn from you my sweetheart.

Does the title suit the post? What title would you have used for this entry?

*Thank you to the SITS girls and their wonderful sponsors, sponsors, Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builder Appliances for getting me out of a blogging slump with this challenge.


  1. Funny. I find myself shushing L all the time too. And then I feel bad because it must suck to be him and be constantly dismissed that way. But the kid talks ALL THE TIME, especially in the morning when I just want it to be quiet while I get my bearings. And, really, what he has to say is not very interesting. Although one time I was shushing him as I hurriedly loaded the kids in the car for something and I was running late, it turns out he was saying "My buckles! I'm not safe!" And the words only registered after I was driving down the road. Whoops. Poor kid was crying because I didn't strap him in. I felt like a winning mom that day!

  2. hi, did you get my last comment? I got an error message?

  3. I remember reading the title and correctly guessing what it would be about! I think its apt.

  4. I think the title works, and I loved this post! We do need to listen to our little ones more.

  5. Oh now that is so funny!!! haha, I could just picture you wearing those shoes. So funny :)
    Oh, and I'm glad I could finally find your blog. For some reason every time I clicked on your profile, there was no blog to be found.

  6. Allison @ wow! I'm impressed. You have an exemplary child, so hats off to your mothering skills. Yup, I get the feeling bad part though.

    pigletinfrance @ I think I missed out on a highly valued comment. You are one of the few people who visit and comment regularly.

    Deepti @ really! yay!

    Elisa @ I completely agree with you. Thanks.

    Crystal @ I love it when people have a laugh after reading one of my posts. You made my day. Thank you for making the effort to come back.

  7. Oh I know, I've been there. Yes, the kids could teach us a thing or two.....

    Stopping by from SITS..

  8. Hi Gaelikaa, thanks for visiting. Don't you feel humble when that happens?

  9. I'll bet you were really comfortable, though, right? :)

  10. That's true Tracy. Physically comfortable, though I felt super conscious mentally.


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