I'm not sure if anyone is signed up, but I figured I would jump in with one.
What is your embarassing moment as a mom so far? For those expecting, what is your embarassing moment of your pregnancy?

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DS 7/18/2010
Handy 2.0 Due Early August
2011/2012 Races
12/17/2011 Christmas Caper 10K
2/11/2012 Have a Heart 5K
3/17/2012 DC RNR Half Marathon
4/22/2012 10M Parkway Classic
10/28/2012 Marine Corps Marathon
Re: QOTD - Wednesday
Mine was back in October when DS and I flew solo to visit my sister in TX. I had put his sippy cup full of whole milk in the front pocket while the plane was still on the runway. After it was in the air, I pulled it out and was going to give some to DS. It was one of those with a straw that you had to open so the straw popped up. Well as soon as I opened it, milk sprayed like 2-feet in the air EVERYWHERE! All over the people in front of me and next to me. I was mortified. I gave them some wipes and napkins I had in my bag and apologized profusely and wanted to crawl into a hole. They were really nice about it, but I still felt terrible.
I don't know how this happened. It must have been something about the pressure on the airplane combined with the seat pocket putting pressure on it as well.
Of couse, every leg of the flights had a fun moment like this including DS screaming the 10-15 minutes of two of the legs and trying to NIP with a flailing toddler discretely next to my male seatmate.
Off to the beach
DS 7/18/2010
Handy 2.0 Due Early August
2011/2012 Races
12/17/2011 Christmas Caper 10K
2/11/2012 Have a Heart 5K
3/17/2012 DC RNR Half Marathon
4/22/2012 10M Parkway Classic
10/28/2012 Marine Corps Marathon
I'll answer both:
When PG (about a month before EDD) I was in Ulta and trying to squat down to reach an eye liner pencil on the very bottom row of a display. Well somehow I lost my balance and sort of rolled back onto my butt, and took down an entire display of nail polish bottles on the opposite side of the aisle. I don't know what was worse, the noise as all the bottles came crashing to the floor, or straining to put them all back while a nice sales girl was asking if I was ok, and a manager came over.
As a mom - when DS rolled off the exam table at the pedi's office. I had been telling DH for weeks to be careful of leaving DS anywhere because of his rolling, yet the one time I bring him to the pedi alone becuase he had hives, he managed to roll off the table while I was getting a new shirt out of the diaper bag. I was so upset - poor kid was sick and he fell even though I had one hand sort-of on him. Lucikly it was in the one office that is carpeted and I told the pedi and he said it was fine. I still felt like a horrible mom though, and had to confess to DH at home later on.
I actually sort of just wrote about this in my post about swim lessons but I didn't tell the whole story.
Last summer, I took DD to the pool for the first time. I was happy to see that they had a really nice kiddie pool that was about a foot deep and probably 20' by 15'. For the first 45 minutes or so, I followed her around in the pool and was always within a couple feet of her. She seemed fine in the pool and never fell over so then I let her play in the pool on her own and I sat on the edge of the pool watching her. Over that period, more and more kids and parents started to arrive. All of the kids are playing and parents are sitting around on the sides of the pool. Well, at one moment, an older kid knocked over DD and I look over and see her face down in the water and not moving. I jumped up and let out a little scream and then went running over to her to grab her. I was only about 10 feet away but it is hard to run in 1 foot of water so I was splashing water everywhere and making this huge commotion. I was so embarrassed and I thought that all of the other parents were probably laughing at me and judging me. After I collected myself, another mom said to me, "don't worry about it, that happens to my son all the time". It was a nice gesture but I was still upset because 1) it scared the crap out of me to see DD face down in the pool and 2) I felt like I made such a big commotion running through the pool and I was very embarrassed.
Maggie had thrown up on Thursday at daycare but then was totally fine with no fever or vomiting on Friday so I thought maybe it was something she ate or something got stuck in her throat and the coughing made her throw up. So we went to Little Gym Saturday morning. I gave her chocolate milk and O's in the car for a snack. Of course this all comes back up in a small amount right in the middle of class. Someone was going to get me something to clean it up and I am holding Maggie when she pukes all over me and her. Actually I kept most of it from even touching the floor but it was awful.
I took us both in the bathroom and called DH who was home with a 2mo old Molly to bring us clothes. One very nice mom knocked on the bathroom door and gave me her entire ziploc baggie of wipes. We totally hogged the bathroom for the next 20min while DH packed up clothes and Molly and came over. I had both Molly and me stripped down to underpants waiting in the bathroom for new clothes. I am pretty sure I was crying with all those pp hormones and the embarrassment of having a puking child in class. We only had one class left in that series of classes and we skipped it.
My most embarrassing moment was probably when we first took him to my office. I was finally on ppd meds and feeling pretty good, and even though LO was colicky, he was generally pretty good out in public.
Well, he basically screamed his head off the whole time we were at my office. I was still on maternity leave and trying to look like I had the hang of the motherhood thing and he totally derailed that.
Since that he's come to my office a few times and been pretty delightful, but that was a particularly bad day.
Tracy's story reminded me...
I took DS to the Dr, I don't remember if it was a check-up or a sick visit. He had just pooped not long ago and so I decided not to lug the diaper bag. On the way up in the elevator he had a blow-out, like nothing I have ever seen before (actually, I think I may have been taking him b/c he's been having some horrible poops which led to the Diaper Rash from Hell, as I like to call it). As I entered the exam room and put him down on the table (he was about 8mo old), I realized that my really nice, only-wear-to-work white shirt was covered in poop, not just any poop, but nasty green foamy diarhea poop.
I had to call DH to go home 1st, before picking up DD, find me a shirt, and a whole new outfit for DS.
I knew it was bad b/c when the nurse came in, she almost puked from the smell, and you'd think they've experienced all kinds of nasty smells.
(I am pretty sure DS' outfit was trashed).
The first one that comes to mind happened a few weeks ago at the grocery store. There is a woman in front of us and DD says loudy (with arm motions), 'that is a BBBIIIIIIGGGGGGGGG lady.' I look at her and say, 'we should not say people are big because it is not a nice thing to say.' And, her come back is just repeating what she said before.So, if the woman did not hear her the first time, she definitely heard her the second time. And, she did not acknowledge my apology.
mortified.
While pregnant - puking on the Ft. Totten Metro platform (no time to make it to the trash can). Asking someone to send Security up so I could take ownership for it, and let them know that clean-up was needed. They sent up Metro Police, who interrogated me about being drunk.
As a mom - I was traveling by myself w/ a 6 week old C. We got on the plane early, got situated, and the moment I buckled up, he had a major blowout - down his leg, up his back, etc.. So I gathered all my stuff and went to the airplane lavatory which had no changing space other than the toilet seat lid (eww) and when I put him down on his changing pad, it was an uneven surface and he proceeded to scream bloody murder. Changing an infant in tight quarters is hard enough, the screaming just made me more flustered and nervous. And then the flight attendant comes over the loudspeaker "We need everyone to take their seats immediately for an on-time departure." I was convinced they were going to call Child Protective Services on me because he was screaming so hard and loud behind the closed lavatory door. Finally once I had a diaper on him, I just took him out with no clothes on back to my seat and finished putting clean clothes on there. Luckily he slept the whole flight home.
This photo captures it all.
I was about 35w pregnant with the twins and had just been released after 14 weeks of bedrest. They were born 10 days later. Target was the first place I went, but I was so weak and big (and it was a zillion degrees outside in August) that I needed to use the Rascal to get around. I was embarassed but laughing the entire time. (Please excuse the horrible hair, puffy face, and huge thighs--bedrest does nothing for one's looks.)
WARNING: These both involve bodily fluids.
A few days after we thought C was over the stomach bug, we took him to Hard Times. You can probably see where this is going. Of course, he puked allllll over the table just as our food was arriving. And it was Wing Wednesday and a UMD b-ball game, so the place was totally packed. So gross.
Last week, I took C to the park on the way home and after a little while of playing, he looked up from the slide and said "I peed. On the slide". And yes, he was sitting in a puddle. I scooped him up and ran around the out building looking for a bathroom (none!), then we went to the car to change him. It wasn't until I had him strapped in to his carseat (new undies, no pants) that I realized we'd left a puddle of pee on the slide of a public park. We totally suck. But, at least it was almost dark. On a side note, now that I'm pting a toddler, I'm pretty sure there could be pee on every surface in any public area.
DS was 2 and put him in a swim diaper at the pool. I learned that those things do not hold diarrhea!! The worst part is, our neighborhood pool is pretty empty during the day so all the lifeguards know the "regulars". For the rest of the summer I was embarrassed anytime I saw the lifeguards who were there when we closed the baby pool.
My embarrassing DD moment was when she was 3 and we had ordered pizza. When the delivery woman arrived I opened the door and DD said very loudly "is that a boy or a girl?" I was mortified!
When I was pregnant with DD we were living in our old house and the house across the street was a rental. There were 4 young (and might I add cute) Marines living there. One day towards the end of my pregnancy I was walking my dog and stopped to grabbed the mail out of the mailbox. One of the guys came out of his house and Lucy tried to run over to him. When she pulled on the leash I completely lost my balance and ate it on the driveway. I could tell the guy was trying not laugh as he came over to help me back up.
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DD2 4.7.12
These are hilarious! Great topic for a QOTD.
I am hunkered down with work stuff right now so nothing is coming to mind (Surely with three kids I've had a hundred embarrassing moments!) - will have to think of something and post later.
DS has provided me with many embarrassing moments. The first one that popped to mind was when he consistently mispronounced "berries" as "babies," and then started screaming about how he wanted more black babies (blackberries) in the middle of the grocery store.
Oh, another. When he was 4 weeks old, I took him to school to introduce to one of my classes. They had shown a huge interest in my pregnancy and were really excited to meet him. Until I held him up (I wasn't going to pass him around to a bunch of teenagers!) for all to see and he puked everywhere.
Warning: this involves boobs.
DD was about one month old or so and I just didn't "have it together" (understatement of the century). DD had been doing her nightly 'cluster feeding from hell' when, suddenly, she vomited a HUGE amount of milk all over and all over me. I don't know where the heck she stored that much milk. I, of course, rush her to the bathroom and decide we're going to do her bedtime a little early. DH comes in to me, wild haired, wild eyed, leaning over the baby bath to clean up DD, covered in puke and with one boob hanging out of my shirt because i totally forgot to button up my nursing tank. He just laughed (LAUGHED! I coulda killed him) and said, "so this is what motherhood looks like". I was mortified.
Ooooh, DH would have been sleeping on the couch after that comment!
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These are great!
DD has been having trouble going poop on the potty so one suggestion I read (on DCUM) was to tell her that her poop was going to a poop party and it really wanted to go and hang out with other poop. (I am not making this up.) So I keep talking about the poop party and then we are going to a birthday party and she keeps calling it a poop party. Oooops.