So a couple of days ago were some of the craziest and saddest days ever! I was at goodwill looking for a small little book shelf to put delia's books, I didn't find one, however I did find a baby hiking backpack that was in great condition, but dirty. All it needed was a good cleaning and for $6 I couldn't pass up..especially with the new baby coming and all the hiking/outdoor adventures we go on it would be perfect. I brought it home, but waited until Delia was in bed to start washing it. Christian was at choir practice and I set out for the cleaning. I decided to wash it in the tub because...well that is the biggest washing place we have. I used a little bit of tide and that seemed to work great, but of course filled up the tub with a bunch of suds, so I couldn't tell what was happening underneath it all!!! After draining the water I saw the harsh results of washing it in the bath tub. Did I mention that we have a
STEEL tub? Who makes steel tubs anymore?!! Well, if you guessed it, there were scratches everywhere!! I was mortified! The first thing I thought was, "Christian is going to kill me" apparently these kind of things only happen to me!! So I go a scrubbing pad and tried scrubbing at it, which most of it was just gray marks, but there were still some significant scratches that were not coming out. so when Christian got home, I asked him to please not be too mad at me. the first thing he thought of was to get some steel wool scrubbing pads and gently buff them out. It worked! But wait..it seems to leave gray patches where you scrubbed, okay back to square one. I tried lightly scrubbing over them to get the marks out but nothing happened. I kept getting poked by all the steel wool. It was not fun. Then Christian pours some baking soda in and finally after 1.5 hours of scrubbing it comes out.
The next day I spend 20 mins, getting a small steel sliver out of my hand! Yikes!
then...
After a long day of working in the yard with the beautiful fall weather, it was dinner time and I needed to start dinner, so Christian stayed outside to finish up while Delia was out there playing also. I had just gotten her up from a nap, put her in clean clothes and sent her outside. Not even 5 mins. later Christian brings her in saying that she got into black grease or something that was on a paper out in the weeds!! What the?? thinking it was lotion..as she does with anything liquid, smears it on her face, in her hair, and on her clothes, and this time it was my turn to clean her up. I really didn't know where to start! It was so tacky and seemed to smear easily. I tried washing with a wet paper towel to see how that worked, but all it did was smear it even worse. I thought I have to just get her out of these clothes and put her in the tub to get her clean..all the while thinking, "I'm sure glad I didn't put her in that nice shirt I thought about!" When she realized I was taking her clothes off, she knew she was going to get a bath and that meant no more playing outside and she
FLIPPED OUT!! throwing yet another tantrum and me trying to contain her so she doesn't get grease on me or the carpet!! I know she doesn't quite understand what is going on, but I am now getting frustrated trying to figure out how to clean this stuff off of her while she is screaming and resisting. So I get her in the tub, Christian comes in and can obviously see I am struggling so he holds her hands while I scrub her face! Yes, I used a plastic pot scrubber(clean and new) to scrub it off. it was working, but she was still screaming and I thought she was still just mad at me. Her face was red from the scrubbing, but that was all. After she was clean. Christian left the rest to me and she was still crying, but it was a sad different cry. She kept repeating over and over again in that breathless cry "I..I'm sssorry, mmmammma" Aghhhhh!!! It must have really been traumatic for her! So I snuggled her up in a towel and rocked her. She calmed down and seemed fine after that, but her face was still beat red even after a couple of hours, like a really bad sunburn. I figured it would go away.The grease came out of her clothes easily! Weird. The next morning I was mortified! 2 big scabs on both of her cheeks, still red, and a spot below her ear was completely rubbed away. All I could do was break down and cry thinking that I had inflicted this on my child and that was why she was crying because it hurt!! I still have not forgiven myself. I really didn't scrub that hard, but I just didn't think it was causing her harm other wise I would have been extra gentle! It is still healing and hopefully it will be all better by Halloween. So 2 crazy days in a row. I think I am do for a break for maybe a couple of weeks right?