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Best and worst of the week

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Happy Friday and welcome to our Best and Worst of the week.

This post is your chance to get together with the rest of the Mamamia community and talk about the highs and the lows of your week, as well as anything else that’s on your mind. If you’ve never posted on Best and Worst before, why don’t you take a chance and try it today?

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Now – introducing Emma. She writes:

Best: This week I’ve been a lady who lunches. Extravagant eh? I’ve also been accompanied by a wonderful (and little) man who makes my heart melt. Yep, I’ve taken my 11-week-old son with me to three (yes three) lunches with friends. The one I am most proud of involved me braving public transport into the city with a nappy bag daggling off my arm and my little one tightly strapped onto my chest in his BabyBjörn. Sure it was extra work, but getting out of the house to catch up with people who spoke about topics not involving babies was a much-welcomed change.

Worst: While on the bus, I felt a little rumble on my lap just before a familiar smell wafted through the air. Looking down I saw a bright yellow splodge about the size of a ten-cent piece on bubby’s tummy … and it was growing and growing until there was a conspicuous mark on his white jumpsuit. It turned out my baby no longer fits into newborn nappies and I don’t know how but there was an explosion not only at the back but at the front too. What the…?! Manically I tried to position the BabyBjörn so it concealed the mess. While onlookers grinned at my little one I was strategising how I was going to get off the bus without everyone noticing his poo was all over both of us. I imagined the thoughts: “What was she thinking taking the bus?” “I wonder how long the little darling has been left in his own filth?” “People like that should not be allowed to procreate.”

OMM: Why do I worry so much about what people, especially strangers, think of me? My aim is to find a happy balance between striving to be a good parent and having self-awareness of my faults and cutting myself some slack. I’m doing my best and I’ve got a sweet and jolly little baby who makes me truly happy and surely that’s all that matters.

And … who would have thought that bubby outgrowing his newborn nappies would make me a smidge emotional? Like packing away the size 000 onesies it feels like the end of a chapter. Or maybe that’s just the sleep deprivation talking.

I hope everyone is having a great week!

Emma Salkild is a writer, editor & parent suffering from a mani/pedi addiction. You can follow her on twitter here and read her blog here.

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