ONE OF THOSE MORBID AND FATALISTIC DAYS

Today has been one of those days where when I hear an ominous noise coming from the living room while preparing the babeola's bottle, instead of rushing to assure myself of her safety I think 'well, she won't die in ten seconds so I have time to finish heating the bottle.'

Do you ever do that? Do a risk-benefit analysis? Or am I the only mother who figures it takes more than a few seconds to do any major harm and a rescue is still possible even if I take ten seconds to wipe after peeing? I assume anything that is fatal in just a few seconds isn't anything I can do anything about anyway (although I suppose an argument could be made for prevention).

I suppose it's a rather morbid and fatalistic view of things, but I appreciate the rationalization as it does allow me to practice the aformentioned basic hygiene.

So it's been one of those days where I'm juggling too many bottles. I can't wait for Daddy to get home.