My Sweet, Perfect, Uneventful life

Life with Maddie has been pretty un-eventful lately. Why you ask? Because My daughter is sweet, wonderful, and PERFECT. It's true. She is on a schedule, sleeping through the nights. Sleeping in pretty late even- 8:30 today :). I am keeping the house pretty well picked up, keeping up on laundry, taking walks, and feeling great! NOW, we ALL know that basically I am jinxing myself. This means that tonight Maddie will be up 3 times, and crabby tomorrow. Oh well, hey, at least I will have something to blog about, something to tell people when they ask me how things are. Everyone asks, and you know they don't want to hear that I am getting sleep, feeling great, and doing the laundry. They want the dirt, they want to hear about the unbelievable sleep deprivation, the crying fits etc. So here I sit bragging about my perfect little angel all the while knowing what I am in store for. Like the time I was at the Grocery store. I think Maddie was 7 weeks- or 6, actually 5 I think. Yeah, 5 weeks, we will go with that. Well, it is a Saturday morning and DJ is doing yardwork, and I decided to take my perfect little angel to the store with me. While looking over tomatoes and woman approaches me, probably close to my age and asks how old Maddie is. How funny, her Son is the same age. She proceeds to tell me that she leaves him at home because she is too afraid to venture out with him. She plans to take him out this coming week, but needs her Mom as back-up. I of course assure her that everytime I take Maddie anywhere, she is an angel- never has a breakdown! She is impressed, and well to be honest, I am feeling like SuperMom! After a bit of conversation we both say our good-byes and congratulations and continue with our shopping. Then you know of course we see each other in every aisle. You know how it goes. The first aisle you smile again. The second time, you kinda chuckle about it. The next time you just make eye contact, then after that you turn the other way when you see them coming. Anyhow, each time I see her I feel more and more proud as my little angel sleeps peacefully in her carseat. By the last time, Maddie is actually awake, cooing and smiling. But soon enough enters a little kick in the butt called Humbleness (is that really a word? I am not sure). I get into the checkout line, and let me tell you- the cart is full, and Maddie decides to start to fuss. It gets worse and worse. NO worries, I can handle this. I make a bottle and proceed to feed it to Maddie even when it is my turn to place items on the belt. She is eating the bottle, only fussing when I am not watching and the bottle hangs from the side of her poor mouth with formula dripping all over her! (Oops, hopefully you can forgive me for that one Madster). Soon enough, I have to stop feeding Maddie to enter my Plus card info, and swipe my debit card. Needless to say, Maddie had not had enough formula, and let me know so. As she is screaming bloody murder at the top of her lungs, I think to myself. That woman MUST be around here somewhere since we followed each other all through the store. Sure enough, she is at the next register. She of course avoids eye contact at all costs- probably too embarrassed for me to even give me an encouraging smile. I grab my reciept, take my bloody murder screaming, absolutely perfect daughter out of the store as fast as I can!!!