Let my baby crawl around on a bathroom floor. In all fairness, I was imagining a public restroom, but still. Many days that is the only was that I can take a shower without Kai screaming.It is a clean floor, I promise.
Put ‘dirty’ things like (clean…haha so far) diapers and human milk in my ‘nice’ purse. It turns out that I don’t like to carry a diaper bag everywhere I go; especially places to which I want to bring a nice purse.
Microwave my coffee to reheat it. Ewww. My mom often did that and to this day I think it is so gross. Unfortunately, I find myself doing it more days than not.
Consider how much spit up is on my shirt before changing it. At some point I realized that my supply of shirts was too small, my pile of laundry was too large, and that my baby was going to spit up on my next shirt within an hour anyway. At that point, the how much spit up became critical. Ugh, totally a slob.