My parenting nemesis Note from Lapland

Heather at Note From Lapland published this post on 13 May, 2011...

Snot.

I have no problem with urine, little puddles of wee I can clean up in a trice. Likewise poop holds no horrors for me, in a nappy or even smeared around the walls. Vomit I can handle, being chundered on is not a problem. But come near me with those twin rivers of sticky green mucus running down your face and I’m cringing and running for the hills.

Bubbling from nostrils. Pouring from the nose in slimy streams. Wiped up a sleeve and across cheeks into hair. Crusty and dried up on a toddlers face. In any form snot gives me the willies.

Just thinking about it makes me feel slightly unwell.

So why oh why is it the only time my little boy wants to lean in close and plant a slimy kiss on my lips. And since when did my shoulder become prime snot wiping real estate?

Shudder.

What’s your parenting nemesis? The one thing you really don’t want to face?

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