White Tablecloths & My 15-Pound Centerpiece

When you have to suddenly limit your nursing due to an unavoidable antibiotic, you let certain things slide in the name of my baby needs to eat. For example, if said baby wails in the highchair and refuses to touch anything in front of her, you might end up letting her sit and eat on the dining room table…on your white tablecloth.


You will wonder if you’ve lost your mind.

You will wonder if avocado stains.


You will wonder why you didn’t put down a towel, or remove the tablecloth.

You will wonder how it is possible for errant banoatmeavocado globs to be so endearing.


You will wonder if your white tablecloth will ever be white again.

And then you will realize that when it is white again, you’ll no longer have a baby sitting on your dining room table, cooing, mashing oatmeal into her ears.


And so for right now, you leave the tablecloth as is, knowing it will have plenty of opportunities to be clean…


…but only a fleeting time to be a sweet, perfect mess.


  1. cutie pie.
    Did you know that banana stains?! Oh well, there will be plenty of white table cloths at the store...and let's face it you probably won't have a clean one till she is at least 10. ;)

  2. Aaaand you're nailing parenting if you've gotten this down. Seriously. PS: This must mean you're doing BLW. 'Cuz that junk is messy. Sorry to hear about the nursing troubles! Hope it all clears up soon!

  3. Aw. I love this post so much. And she is just too precious for words. Stains shains.

    Whenever I post on Instagram Henry painting or eating messy foods or even playing in the sand box, people go crazy about how they don't do it because of the mess. Messes just simply don't bother me. I clean up, but I"m not going to let messes dictate my life. (Okay, I'll get off my soapbox.)

  4. Thanks for sharing your heart.
    I would be honored if you
    would follow my journey
    with Huntington's Disease.

  5. yes and amen.
    this so resonates.
    love you, her, the whole shebang.
    ps - how do you get her to eat? Lucas has zero interest in eating anything we put in front of him. he'd rather gnaw on the spoon...but cereal or bananas? you'd think we were trying to feed him kitty litter.

  6. I feel like I need to come back and read this once a week. Maybe more. Maybe I need to frame it and hang it in my kitchen. I really struggle to find the balance sometimes between letting my children really get in there and experience things, however messy they may be and the point where there is officially too much banana in my hair. So, I really appreciate the reminder about what's important and that there will be years to have a clean counter (and a white table cloth) and only a short while for baby messes and banana hair.

    Aside, where did you get that bib? I love the size.

    1. Hi Meredith! The bib was handmade by a friend of the family...but I think it would be easy enough to make one like that with some cotton fabric and ribbon.

      Banana in hair is the latest in beauty routines, haven't you heard? ;)


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