Plan for today...go to local mom's group this morning, then drop E off at Grandma's while I run a couple of errands. First, found out Grandma wouldn't be available until the middle of E's nap time. OK, no problem, maybe I will just have Grandma come to our house and run out quick this afternoon.
Get up this morning, headache. Crap. 5:30 am, 3 ibuprofin, 8 am, 3 more. Not a good start. Get our stuff together and get out the door. I have looked at the map and am pretty sure I can find the meeting place. Um, guess not. Drive by twice, nothing. As it turns out, I was looking for the wrong church. Thought maybe they would have a little "mom's group here" sign, but nope. OK, head into town with E to run errands.
Was able to get to the dollar store, walk through a 2nd had kids store, and squeeze in a haircut while E sat nicely in her stroller. Yay! After haircut, discover that the crappy sippy cup has leaked prune juice all over E and the stroller. Crap!
Still have headache, thinking food is the answer. Zip over to 'family friendly' Perkins. Struggle to change E in the bathroom - I hate those changing things. Struggle to juggle E and diaper bag and purse while rinsing out other sippy that had milk in it in. Ugh. OK, finally, let's go to the host stand. And stand. And stand. Finally, yes, it will be one plus a high chair. Great. Hostess will be right back with a high chair.
So, 5 minutes later, me still trying to juggle wiggly toddler in a back booth. Finally see a couple of employees, can I please have a high chair? Waitress gives me a snarky "yes, one is coming". Great. She disappears. Comes back later, or almost back, as I can now see her 20 feet away with the high chair, where she has stopped to chat with another server about where to seat a party of 6. Am tempted to just get up and get the high chair myself. But, finally, she brings it over. Great, broken strap. Oh, and it is on wheels that are so loose, E shifts her weight and the thing moves, allowing her to reach over and spill a whole cup of cheerios onto the floor.
Waitress chooses now, when I have had about 30 seconds to get E situated to ask me if I know what I want. Again with the snark. Um, no. As it turns out, I have not mastered the ability to wrangle a wiggly toddler, deal with a broken high chair and spilled cheerios all while simultaneously reading a menu. I am a first time mom, of course. I am sure that someday I will be able to manage this with 3 kids and a fire drill, but not today. OK, order, get food, feed E, shovel in some food for me, and get the heck out of there. Normally, I do try to clean up the mess E makes, but I did not today, and I don't feel bad, either. :-)
Home, nap. Thank goodness for nap. I took one while E took hers. Headache has receded into background. Didn't accomplish anything at home today, and will be making frozen pizza for dinner, but that is ok. At least I never lost patience with E, which is always my biggest fear. She is a beautiful, crazy good, toddler. I am a high anxiety, control freak mama. So, I am constantly reminding myself not to lose patience or get mad when she throws her sippy or gets cranky. So far, so good.
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