I used to love shopping. Now I dread it.
I decided to take a venture to Marshfield today to get some baby stuff we needed and things for Thanksgiving. First of all, I can't just pack up Landyn and go whenever I want. I have to carefully plan it out around his eating and sleeping schedule so that I can get the maximum amount of shopping in. I fed him at 10 and wanted to leave right after that.
I didn't get on the road until 10:52. Wonderful.
I am on the road for about 10 minutes and I see his eyes getting heavy--really? He just woke up from a nap! So I start talking to him to try to keep him awake and distracted. It worked. Ok great. We are about 2 minutes from Marshfield and I hear the famous "poop grunts". UGH. I had to go to Walmart first (I have been boycotting them but had to go there to get some things that only they have--blah). The last place I'll step foot in, unless it's a bodily function emergency, is Walmart's bathrooms. So I decided to change Landyn's diaper in the backseat of my car. Not ideal, but better than the alternative.
I finally have him ready and hop out of the car to grab a cart from the cart return. Yes, I have resorted to parking next to cart returns at all the stores I go to now. My dad would cringe at this thought. He would NEVER park next to a cart return. He tries not to park next to another vehicle if he can help it. That is why his vehicles look brand new even when they've had them for a couple years. I don't care about my vehicle getting dinged by a possessed stray cart---All I care about is carrying a 20 pound baby, diaper bag, and any other crap I have into the store. Loading it all into a cart in the parking lot is so much easier!
I successfully get my shopping at Walmart done and head to Target (I could live at that store--LOVE IT). By this point, Landyn was starting to get cranky and tired. I'm trying to hurry but there is just so much I have to get! I swear, I can't turn my head for one second and he's sucking on the cart handle (GROSS!), pulling crap off of shelves, or doing some sort of acrobatics in the cart. I hurry it up because I know my "shopping window" is slowing closing. I get to the Target check outs and realize I have forgotten my Target reusable shopping bags (that save you 5 cents per bag each time you use them) in the car. I look around to see if there is anyone trustworthy that would watch my cart and Landyn while I go out and get them. I decide that having Landyn get kidnapped is not worth the 10 cents.
I head home and he falls asleep. I tell myself it's fine because it's only 20 minutes. I get home, feed him, and try to put him back down for his nap. I guess the shopping trip messed with his schedule too much because he's been fighting his nap for close to 2 hours now. Grrrrrr.......
I am exhausted and all I did was go on a short shopping trip. How do people do it with 2, 3, 4, 5, 9, 10, 24 kids??!?!?! I think I'm going to start shopping online for everything...
