It's all a big juggling act and I never want to "drop the ball" as a mom. In turn I think I'm turning into a momzilla obsessing over every little thing. This proves it...
My Momzilla Moment of the week:
If you have a baby you know they hate the thermometer and trying to get it perfectly placed under his arm (because I'm totally uncomfortable putting it elsewhere) and keep it there is a nightmare. I manage to get him undressed and pull his little baby arm from his long-sleeved onsie all while he has a total screaming meltdown. I try to sing all sorts of weird made up songs that you find yourself singing as a mom while trying to squish his arm to his body and not move the thermometer. After several minutes of waiting (can't these things beep?!) I go to check it, fully expecting the worst. The first reading came back normal, instead of being relieved I totally questioned it and thought- "it's broken- I know it!."
So..... I took my own temperature to see what it said. Huh- came back normal. Was I satisfied? NOPE! I took his temperature, and my own, with 3 other digital thermometers! Needless to say he and I both are both perfectly healthy physically. I might be mentally losing it ;-)