The great working mom stories just keep coming. We told you we got a lot of amazing entries. Check out these entries that prove that sometimes being a working mom can make you do some strange things.
I have been a single working mom for more the 14 years, and I used to take my two younger children to middle school and my oldest to high school, on my way. However once my oldest started to drive, that became his daily route, take his brother and sister and sitting in the long drop off line. Well shortly after he took over, I did my daily route, took my kids to school, sat in line, got to the drop off point only to discover, I did not have anyone in the car to drop off, they had rode with their brother to school. How crazy is that.. I still laugh about this one. – Jeannie C.
I was a young single mother of one and had started a job at a video rental store that had tanning beds for customers in the back. My mom had something come up at the last minute and called to tell me she couldn’t watch my son that evening while I worked. He was about 14 mos old and was going through the potty training stage. I put a pamper on him this time so I didn’t worry so much about him going in his pants. While I was getting a customer checked in to a tanning bed I noticed that he was out of sight in the back. My customer left the room and I quickly tried to finish the paper work before I went to find my son. A few seconds later the customer reappeared and nodded toward the room I had just assigned him. I walked to the back and noticed my son standing there with his diaper off and a huge “log” laying in the floor. Very embarrassed and in a hurry to get the customer into another room, I picked up my son, bare fingered the “log”, tossed it into the toilet, flushed and told my customer to go to the next room and I’d set the timer. I thought I had everything taken care of and cleaned up. Another customer came in to use the tanning bed and was looking at me strangely. When she left for her room I turned and looked into the mirror and saw a slight smudge on my cheek and arm! – Kimberly A.
My son was 3 months old and I was working about 50-60 hours a week. Well I just got off work went home to sleep (only had 2 hours of sleep the night before) well I was super super tired. My son woke up in the middle of the night to eat not knowing my husband got up with him) I went to the kitchen got a bottle held my husband’s pillow and held the bottle up to it. About an hour later my husband wakes me up took the pillow and the bottle and showed me all the funny pictures he had took of me and my baby pillow. – Megan T.
I had just started a part time job at the bank and my husband worked nights so we thought we would try and save on daycare by watching our 3 year old daughter ourselves. My husband would come home in the mornings, stay up till 2 then go to sleep when I got home till work time. Well your first day of work never goes right, so I had to rush out the door. After getting home, I discovered that my husband stayed awake as long as he could but couldn’t resist any longer and passed out on the couch. Apparently our daughter discovered that I left my make-up out and had decided to make everyone pretty….she had put in it her face, my husband’s while he slept and our two Dobermans, she had used every bit of make-up I had, so I had to go out that night and by more. Needless to say, she’s in daycare now. – Pamela W.
My daughter Mary is now 40 years old, and I have always been a working Mom. One night, when she was about 6 years old, after my 9 to 5 job I had meeting. My very dear and helpful friend, Katherine, told me she would watch Mary, while I was out. Katherine lived just up the road from me. I got in my car and took Mary to her, and as usual our dog George, had to follow me there. I went to my meeting, which lasted about an hour or so. Returning home it was pouring down rain. I got within about half mile of home when there in the road was George, he was dead, most likely hit by a car. I couldn’t let Mary see this it would break her heart. I stopped the car, got out in the rain put George in the truck, I then went to my house got a shovel, and buried George in the pouring rain. I realized it was late, I hurried to Katherine’s to pickup my daughter. I turned in the yard and who met me at the car, George, I buried some one else’s dog. It was wasn’t funny that night, but over the years we all have had a good laugh over this one, and I’ll bet to this day that dogs owner has wondered what happened to him. – Rosemary B.
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