This is a sponsored conversation written by me on behalf of Wet Ones®. The opinions and text are all mine.
I’ve noticed something really interesting happening to me over the past week. I know some of you may be getting sick of hearing me talk about getting ready for back to school. My oldest daughter is starting 8th grade, so we’ve been doing this for years. However, we were planning on homeschooling Coco and changed our minds at the last minute, so I feel like this is a bigger deal than usual.
The time alone with baby Luke (who is now 18 months old, for those of you keeping track) has been eye opening for me. I didn’t quite realize how little one-on-one time we had together until now, and I think the focused attention has been really good for both of us.
As a blogger I have to do a lot of errand-running when I work with brands. This week I’ve been working with WET ONES® to talk about #WishIHadAWetOnes back to school (I’m excited to share a few of my favorite lunch box tricks– but you’ll have to wait on that!).
Can I be honest with you? Errand running has been very intimidating for me lately with this toddler in tow. He hates sitting in the chair, he likes putting items in my shopping cart, and his favorite favorite activity is pushing the shopping cart around Target as fast as he can (everyone, watch your ankles!)
Something really amazing has been happening to use lately.
Every time I’ve had a solo excursion with this little ball of energy I’ve had another mother stop me and tell me how much they miss when their kids were this age. To cherish it. And a list of other amazingly inspirational things.
I don’t know, maybe it’s just that mothers at Target are incredibly kind or maybe it’s because they see this little goofball literally licking shopping carts and get the idea that I need an encouraging word. (ahem– on an unrelated note, do you have a child that does this? If you’re looking to buy antibacterial wipes, check out Wet Ones— they come in very handy in these situations by killing 99.99% of germs found on shopping cart handles)
Do you have a germy, squirmy child who keeps your life interesting? Have you ever had one of those moments where another mom has stopped you to make one of those meaningful connections? Tell me about it in the comments!