In the midst of making Valentine's for Tillie's classroom, I ran out of glue.
Yet, in the back of my mind, I KNOW there is a brand new thing of Elmer's Glue in hanging in the craft organizer in Tillie's closet.
But the problem is Tillie is SLEEPING.
And I know her closet door (which is a jammed shut door, not easily opened).
For most people, this is not that big of a problem. For me, this is a huge problem. I.Do.Not.Go.Into.Tillies.Room if she is sleeping. Nope. Not worth it.
So my options are to either wait and rush to get her Valentine's done tomorrow morning OR grow a pair of Mom balls and do it.
Nate's logic was pretty smart: in less than 2 months we are going to have another BABY in that room, so we may as well start going in there now.
So I did.
I got my glue.
I snuck a look at my baby girl snoozing.
The Valentine's are complete.
I feel so rebellious. So brave. It was the biggest accomplishment of my day, which is either a sad commentary on my accomplishments at work, or a sad commentary on the successes I've had as a Mom to date.
Either way, I'll take it. And maybe, just maybe, I'll sneak into her room to catch a glimpse of her sucking her fingers with her little butt straight up in the air a little more often.