Anna and I had an interesting conversation while in the car the other day. It was one of the few times in my life that I really didn't know what to say. At all. Whatsoever.
We passed an apartment that I used to live in a long time ago which sparked the following:
M: "Look Anna. See that house? Used to live in an apartment there a long time ago."
A: "Where was I?"
M: "It was looooooong before you were born."
A: "Oh. But where was I?"
M: "I didn't have you yet. You weren't in my belly yet."
A. "Oh." She was quiet a few seconds then "Mama? How did I get in your belly?"
I was silent. I didn't know how to answer it. She is only 3.5 so I was desperately trying to think of a way to answer for her age. Flustered I give out the following response...
M: "Well when mommies really want babies and are ready to have them they just get them in their bellies." Yes. That is really the answer I gave. How ridiculous was that? Especially because, yup, you guessed it, she followed up with this question:
A: "But how did I GET IN there?"
M: "Well, I just told you Anna. When mommies really want babies and are ready to have them they just go in their bellies." Logically I was thinking, since that response was so good the first time, why not say it again, right?
A: "But Mama, HOW DID I GET IN THERE?"
My response to this was completely absurd and I am sure will go down in history as one of my true failure moments as a mother. With, I am certain, panic in my voice at the prospect of discussing this any longer, I said:
M: "I don't know! I don't know, okay? I have no idea how you got in there, you just did! Let 's talk about something else!"
Seriously. That's the best I could do. I sincerely promise to do better when she is older ; ).
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Ha...thanks for the laugh :)
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