A little more than 23 years ago, I witnessed the miracle of my baby sister being born, then wrote a review for Ms. Fahey’s class about the horrors of childbirth. A year ago today, the tables turned when that same sister, now all grown up, braved the delivery room while Anna came into the world. Here’s to Anna and Chelsea Petrovits, the ladies behind my greatest full-circle moment.
Anna turns one this weekend, meaning tomorrow is officially her last day of formula. That’s three kids off formula and two off diapers with one to go.
Thirteen thousand ounces of formula, two thousand diapers and some hundred odd pull-ups later, it is a wonder how quickly time went by.
And how quickly I’ve aged over the past half decade.
And now, onto the Depends!
8:45 a.m.: Stuff all three kids in van, drive Eva to junior pre-K, bring other two back home.
9:45 a.m.: Put Anna back in van, drive Tyler to playgroup.
11:15 a.m.: Drive Tyler from playgroup to afternoon pre-K.
12 noon: Pick up Eva; bring both girls back home.
2:00 p.m.: Pack both girls back in van, pick Tyler up from school, bring everyone home again.
2:15 p.m.: Slash my own tires so I’ll never have to drive another mile again.
2:30 p.m.: Ask the children what they want to do next.
Their response: “Let’s play in the van!”
…Placing a skull on top of his new python snakeskin-covered Clarion amplifier and watching the red LED lights pore through its nose, mouth and eye sockets.
What made my night: when Eva took one look at the skull and cried, “It’s Daddy!”