How many times have you woke up and thought, “Today I will be on time! I will stop for breakfast and coffee and get this day started right!” I too have had these delusions of grandeur once upon a time. This story that I am about to share with you is one that I’m sure many of you can relate to. It happened a couple of years ago when I only had two children. My oldest son was spending the day with his aunt, so it was just the baby and myself that morning and I was actually early! Let me just say that since having children, that NEVER happens. In fact, I’m usually always running late. So needless to say I was super excited because I was finally going to be able to stop for coffee before work.
I get to the daycare to drop off my son and as usual, he pooped on his way to the daycare. This wasn’t stopping me; he did this all the time and his teacher would change him inside. What I hadn’t realized was that this particular poopy diaper had leaked through his clothes. Again, I’m still focused on Starbucks or Dunkin’ Donuts. He has extra outfits at daycare, no worries! No worries, until I realized that my scrub jacket had poop on the sleeve. No big deal, I asked for some of his wipes to clean it off and took my jacket off to throw in my backseat until I got to work. That’s when I noticed this horrible mushy, smelly mess in the car seat! It was even in the buckles! How in the world did this happen? Was he doing yoga stretches back there or something?
I wiped up as much as I could, washed my hands inside and headed to work. No coffee for me! I remember being so heartbroken over this cup of coffee that I had been dreaming of and tasting in my mouth all morning. It wasn’t going to happen, and I was kind of pissed about it. Looking back on this now, I can laugh, but the whole way to work in my car I was literally talking to God out loud asking him, “what’s so wrong with coffee?” “You know that all I wanted was a cup of coffee!” I remember being almost in tears. I made it to work on time, ran in to tell my boss what had happened, grabbed some gloves and disinfectants and spent the next 15 minutes scrubbing out that car seat. In that moment I decided that my favorite baristas would have to wait until the weekends to see me.
While it sucked in that moment, I remember that day and take it as a lesson learned. Things don’t always go as planned and that’s ok. And just perhaps there was a reason that I didn’t get my coffee that day. What if going that way would have had me stuck in traffic? What if I avoided being in an accident? Missing out on that cup of coffee could have been God protecting me from something that I was unaware of. Who knows? Poop may just have saved my life!