Shopping is just not the same anymore...

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...