So, with my sitter out for Monday, I needed a new game plan.
There was a meeting I needed to attend; so I was trying to figure out how to
manage. I emailed G to get her opinion, and she said 1 option would be to bring
her in. My helper had class. I decided to go for it, Boop’s screams and all.
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| My assistant in deep concentration |
We got to the parking lot at the bottom of the hill. When I
pulled into the parking space, Boop started to wail. Wet diaper. So I changed
her in my lap in the front seat. I was finished, but she kept crying. At that point,
I looked in my bag. I had washed it before I left. And there it was. The
pacifier. I felt like I had failed somehow, but I knew it would be better to be
with me with a pacifier than without the pacifier and be in a less than ideal
situation. She took it. We got upstairs. I talked to U, and we figured we’d try
Boop at the seminar. On our way, we ran into M, G’s assistant, and she offered
to take her. Relief. And so M kept her for the 2 hours, during which time, M
gave her the nickname ‘Diva.’ I smiled and said that my mom called her the
Princess. Same difference.
We managed. U took Boop while I helped the students do a
video. It was nice that so many were willing to help. I don’t want to try to
rely on that too much (Boop is a wee bit disruptive with her shrieks), but I
appreciate that folks helped me to get some work done.
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