One thing I failed to mention about yesterday’s grand adventure to the children’s ER was that it taught me a few important lessons.

First and foremost: If you’re going to bum around in your PJs all day at least make a point to put on a bra. ‘Cause I have a feeling it’s less embarrassing to be at the hospital in PJs covered in baby throw-up when you’re well-supported.

Second, you can pretty much guarantee that the day you feed your son the organic hippie baby food made with black beans & quinoa it will be the day he gets sick and you’ll have to explain to everyone what the last thing he ate was. And they’ll all look at you like you’ve lost your ever-loving mind for feeding a baby black beans & quinoa. And you’ll start to think that maybe you have.

Third, there are some questions that are just routine even when the nurse knows the answer. Take, for instance, “Is he up to date on all of his vaccinations?”

God bless that sweet nurse. I could tell she already knew the answer. And I wanted to say, “Well, I’m a bra-less, no make-up wearing mom who clearly hasn’t shaved her legs in a good 2 months and who just admitted that I fed my baby organic black beans & quinoa for lunch, so, what do you think? Does it sound like he would be up to date on his vaccinations?”

Instead, I just told her we were doing delayed/selective vaccination. I’m sure (judging by the looks of us) she was not exactly shocked.