What I didn't love is that right before we walked on stage, she pooped out her diaper all over the inside of her white dress. And on my arm. And all over my dress. And then she puked down the front of my dress on stage. But you would never know by that smile plastered all over my face and all over Brian's face as we frantically whispered back and forth. "Can you see the poop??!!" "No, just keep smiling and no one will know!" Truly the stuff that wedding rehearsal speeches are made of. And the stuff of great mommy stories at the coffee shop.
Have you ever gotten the feeling that you aren't completely embarassed yet,
but you glimpse tomorrow's embarrassment?