Wednesday, August 24, 2011
This is what happens when you have a baby!
Everything takes waaaaay longer than it should...le sigh. This morning, I gathered bambina for our walk, who decided to wear her fro today since she would NOT, for some reason, let me comb her curly locks after bath time last night. (She loves bath time by the way!) So she's rockin' her lil' fro today and I throw on her jeans and white sandals and we head out the door for a nice stroll. I sit her in her stroller and I ask her if she wants to wear her sunglasses as it is bright and sunny outside. She has no idea what I am asking her, yet she still eagerly nods "Yes!" So I gently put on her The Princess and the Frog sunglasses that her grandma gave her and hey, she keeps them on! How 'bout that. So we're walking, sunglassed-mommy-and-me, and we make it all the way to Walgreens. It's about a one and a half mile walk, or a usually quick 20 minutes. But when I get there, I am quite hot and exhausted. Then I look at the temperature in the store front read-out and it says it's 104 degrees Fahrenheit. Aaahh, no wonder! Insert me delirious. I go in and purchase the three items I need: orange outdoor extension cord, coconut hair conditioner, and a black tank top (hey, it was on sale). I pay, put my change away, and out the door bambina and I go, back into the 104 degrees. Oh, and she is still wearing her sunglasses.
We barely make it home as I am so hot and tired by now and walking a lot slower, and bambina has fallen asleep. I bring her in the house and let her nap. I'm about to jump in the shower when I think...wait a minute. Doh! I forgot the items I had purchased at Walgreens! Oi vei. So I call them and sure enough, they have my bag there with the stuff I bought. So I take my quick shower, get dressed in a rather cute, I might add, summer outfit, then take bambina out of her play pen, smell her diaper, "You got poopies? No, no poopies? Good," grab my keys and purse, turn on the car to get the air conditioning going (104 degrees, remember?) put her in her car seat, finish strapping her seat belt, then notice my pants and woahhhh...why do I have food all smashed on my gaucho pants? I take a bit of the "food" that's smeared on my pants, smell it, you know, 'cause that's what us mommies do, we SMELL these things. ("Is that chocolate or poop?") and OMG it's poop!! Why didn't you tell me you had poop, I asked you?? Oh, right, you don't talk yet. I take a deep breath and contemplate for a few moments...she can make it to Walgreens and back with a leaking, poopy diaper, right? Oh, sighhhh...so I take her out the car seat again, turn off the car, go back into the house, and give her an entire wardrobe change like she was Cher at her farewell concert. AND, I need a wardrobe change as well, because, remember?? Poop all over cute, summer outfit? FINALLY, we're out the door, AGAIN, turn on car, turn on air conditioner, strap baby in car seat, strap mommy in seat belt, and phew!, back to Walgreens we go to pick up our items that we actually purchased over an hour ago! Arrive at Walgreens which is actually just a five minute drive, turn off car, un-strap baby from car seat again and OMG, you get the picture! A five minute ride takes an hour with a baby! Why, oh why??? Why? You know why...because we love it, and we love our babies, and we love being mommies...yup...pooped gaucho pants and all :-D