Both Courtney and Shea called me yesterday morning to tell me their toddlers woke up puking in the middle of the night (along with poor Courtney). Thank you for that informative feel-good phone call, dear friends. It reminded me of an excerpt from a humorous book I am reading on motherhood. Throwing up reminds you of a great book? Sounds lovely, do tell.
The book is Sparkly Green Earrings: Catching the Light at Every Turn by Melanie Shankle and it has me laughing at loud. And I don’t laugh at just anybody. You have to be funny. Real funny. Because by night time, when I actually get around to reading, I am tired and nothing is funny anymore. Until I picked up this book that is.
In her memoir on motherhood Melanie (aka Big Mama) writes about the stomach bug hitting her house:
“In the true form of a child, Caroline made a complete recovery. She danced around me as she asked over and over again, in a singsong voice, “What;s happenin’, Mama? What’s happenin’ in your mouth, Mama?You so sick, Mama?”
Yes. Mama is sick. Largely because she spent the last twelve hours covered in throw-up that wasn’t her own.
Mama is going to die now. But you rest in the comfort of knowing it was very important that you chewed on the handles of that tricycle at preschool and contracted heaven-knows-what and brought it home to roost.
I don’t know if this is in any of those books about parenting, but if I had to give you a definition of what motherhood really look like, I might just say it’s a woman who catches her child’s throw-up. With her bare hands.”
Melanie’s new book (coming out today!) is The Antelope in the Living Room: The Real Story of Two People Sharing One Life. I best go ahead and order it because it is sure to make me chuckle and think to myself, ‘Amen Sister!’
In the meantime, I will be reaching for my Purell.