Mommy Wardrobe Malfunctions

Lately, I’ve found myself experiencing a certain “wardrobe malfunction.” It’s not that my pants aren’t fitting correctly or that components are breaking on me. It’s because I take care of two small children everyday. You see, I’m always running to the bathroom and rushing through the job because at the very moment that my body refuses to hold liquid any longer, one of my daughters decides there is some more urgent matter at hand. Because crying permeates through the bathroom walls, I am distracted while fastening up. The last time I went to my husband’s office, I spent several minutes making rounds, going from desk to desk to cheerfully say hello to his coworkers. Later while standing in front of the small crowd who had gathered to admire Lucy in my arms, I discovered that… my zipper was completely down, all the way. I couldn’t just zip up in front of everyone, so I strategically placed Lucy’s chubby leg across my shame. I thought to myself, “Well, at least I haven’t flashed the FedEx guy.” Many times since becoming a mom, I’ve recalled this magazine article. Fortunately, I just found it on the internet. (Google "Flashing the Fed-Ex Man," and you will find it.) In addition to making you laugh, this mother's account may help you cope with your next embarrassing mommy moment. And there will be one soon.