Modern Work at Home Mom

So today I experience one of the joys of being a work at home mom. I am talking to a potential client on my Blackberry. She has called me because she loves my work and is interested in some graphic design work and having a logo designed for her new business.

I am outside at the time, walking my neighbours daughter home. The kids were all out playing in the rain, it is 5pm, and my husband just got home. He took our kids in to get dried off, I took my neighbour home. My Blackberry rings in my pocket and I think it is him telling me I am taking to long. What can I say I love to chat with my neighbours! I am home all day with small kids, forgive me Hun if I relish in adult conversation. Is it him? No it is a potential client, she got my number from my lindsaybrewda.com website.

I come into the house and he realizes I am on with a client, so he doesn't give me a hard time for taking a while. My little girl comes to me, I follow her into the family room for a moment and kept talking. She is behind me for a few minutes, I can't see what she is doing and honestly I am not paying attention. I am on a business call after all, and my husband was right there in the kitchen. Well all of the sudden she comes up to me with a wipe in her hand and I take her hand, notice as I am talking that her hands are covered in brown. I do the check in my head...

1. Did she get chocolate? NO
2. Is it mud from outside? NO
3. ...

This has a smell... OMG it is poo! My daughter has poo all over her hands and no diaper on which means... I look around for poo, picturing it all over my area rug and couch. All the while I am still chatting it up on the phone. Biggest talent of being a work at home mom is not letting the person on the other line know that everything is crazy around me. Heck I bribe my kids with treats if they will behave for important phone calls!

Well as I now know that there is poo on my hands, there is a little girl with poo on her hands, there is a diaper sitting on the floor with poo in it and I can't imagine what her butt looks like I give in. I tell the wonderful woman on the other end of my Blackberry that I am up to my elbows in poo and I really have to run. She laughs and tells me she has been playing with her baby trying to keep her quiet while talking to me, and totally understands! She offers right away to let me go and call her back. I know at this moment that I can't get a pen because if I did there would then not only be poo on my hands, my daughters hands, my floor, her butt, it would also be on my pen. I ask if I can call her back on the number she called me on, it showed up on my display. She said sure, I could call or email her back. I giggle and say thanks and I will get back to her as soon as I can. My husband takes and hangs up the call and I deal with the poop.

I have now had a couple of occasions with my sweet little girl and poop. You see, she is miss independent and she was trying to change her own bum. She probably realized that Mommy was on the phone and that Daddy doesn't like poop {thank god he does puke!} so the best option was for her to take care of it herself. Gotta give her credit for her go get em attitude. My son never did this to me, thankfully. So it is all new.

Oh the joys of being a modern work at home mom, talking business on my Blackberry while up to my elbows in poop!!!

I feel like a blog post in my new favorite book - The BlackBerry Diaries: Adventures in Modern Motherhood, by Kathy Buckworth