So I have been trying to figure out the whole Mama thing. I think I am doing fairly well but man, I am super slow when it comes to a few things. We never did figure out the Diaper Genie, even with a very detailed video from a very thoughtful Brooke. THANK YOU! So replacing the crap stupid genie, is a garbage bag with poopy diapers in zip locks. I guess it will do.
I have decided to set some goals for myself everyday to try to be more with it.
#1 I have decided that I can only wear my black four sizes too big comfy pants, only in our home and Momma J's. They are disgustingly big and I trip over them constantly.
#2 Shower everyday and do the hair and makeup even if I am just staying at home. I don't want to stink like breast milk and poop everyday.
#3 And last but not least I make our bed.
So anyway, I decided this week that I needed to go to Jordan Landing to get some new clothes for Mack. (He is TALL! My three month old is fitting perfectly height wise into six month old clothing. But he is too skinny to fill them out.) I pack in our stroller and load Mack into the car. I have to say I was feeling good that day. I got dressed in something other then jeans and my white hoodie and took to the road. This was really the first time that I had used our stroller. (Which P.S.is AMAZING, thanks Merisa!)
The stroller in the store was great. Mack was chill looking around, and my maneuvering was exceptional. We got done shopping and I loaded the Mister back into the car and went to put the stroller down. What the crap? I can't for the LIFE of me figure out how to take it down. At first I giggled. I normally don't really care what people think, and I don't get embarrassed easily. I fiddled with EVERYTHING on that stupid thing. Then the embarrassment set in. All of these moms were walking by and I couldn't figure out how to put down my stupid stroller. Come on have pity on a fool, couldn't one of them stop to help me? I looked desperately around for anyone to help me. Tara? I knew she lives in South Jordan, it's not West Jordan but maybe she was here. Eric's Aunt Nan? Come on anyone?
I got so stinkin' frustrated, that finally I decided to pick up the whole stroller and load it into the pack of the Pilot. I mean after all, the Pilot can comfortably house eight. The stroller is a jogging stroller and a little heavy, but I heaved it up and hit the sides of the trunk. For the love, it wouldn't fit! Meanwhile it is so stinkin windy out there, Mack is crying in the car, and I have stroller grease or whatever on my cute shirt. I slammed down the stroller, saying a few words under my breath, when lo and behold, I see the "collapse" button. What the? How did I miss this in my thorough examination? I push the button and easy as could be the stroller collapses. Will this get any easier?
3 comments:
Annie - That is hysterical!!! I know at the time it was super frustrating, but it sure makes for a great story now. :) I love your goals. I think they are great. I need to do a little more goal setting for myself. I have allowed myself to become very relaxed in some things - such as actually folding my laundry when it comes out of the dryer. Love you!
Love the story and I totally feel for you. High chairs, car seats, and strollers all seem a little to complicated for me sometimes.
I am so glad I am not the only mom that has felt this way! I had to giggle while I was reading your post because I have so been there. When Kaity was a baby, I too tried to shower everyday and do my make-up, for no other reason than to feel like more than just a milk dispensing diaper changing machine. I will soon be going though it all again, but now will have a 2 year old in toe, I will need prayers ;) Good luck, you are doing great!
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