A lot of times I feel like I'm just treading water. I'm learning that this is ok. I'm taking good care of my babies and they are abundantly loved.
Yet sometimes I think, "Wow, I'm glad nobody is video taping me right now." Here are some tips I learned after my week of desperation.
(Partial TMI warning for those that visualize things. Or if you're a dude that I don't know well.)
TIP #1: ALWAYS HAVE FOOD
I was in Target and the girls started crying. I realized they were hungry, but I didn't have bottles with me. I was about 30 minutes away from being home, so I headed straight for the baby food aisle. I grabbed one of those baby food squeezable pouches (I've never used one before) and opened it up right there and started feeding them. I felt like a creepy applesauce shoplifter. I never thought I would do this out of necessity, but I did. Two screaming babies will do that to you I guess. I fed them about half of the pouch to pacify them, continued shopping, and later paid for the food when I checked out.
TIP #2: GO BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE HOUSE
My stroller is giant. From the handlebar to the end it is 58 inches. That's almost 5 feet long, people!
I like that the girls can see me and that the car seats snap inside, but it's pretty mammoth to push. (And draws LOTS of attention.)
(my adorable view)
So I'm in Target and I had to GO. I mean GO. Ahem. Think Bridesmaids.
In panic mode, I rushed to the bathroom with my mega stroller. I can't leave them outside of the stall. So I had to maneuver my stroller into the handicapped stall (which is harder than parallel parking). I barely fit inside. Phew. Then the girls started screaming. If one baby screaming stresses you out, try two. They want the rest of the applesauce. Every ounce of my being said, "No, Liz. Food in a bathroom is gross. Don't. They can wait a few minutes."
No, they couldn't. So yes, I was sitting in the handicapped stall of Target with a 6 foot stroller in front of me, squeezing applesauce back and forth out of a pouch to feed my babies. If thats not rock bottom, I don't know what is.
TIP #3 DON'T PULL YOUR BACK OUT. (BUT IF YOU DO, DON'T BE NAKED.)
I pulled my back this week. I'm not sure how. I had just taken a shower, and then suddenly I couldn't stand up straight or raise my right arm. This might not be a huge deal except I had 2 crying babies in their cribs that had just woken up. I could have called for help, but I couldn't stand up or raise my arm to get dressed. I stumbled around my house in a towel, hunched over, as I tried to think of a way to get the babies out of their cribs. I'm sure that I looked like a Quasimodo baby-napper as I awkwardly pulled them out of their cribs. They just laughed at me, since this was obviously a funny new game. Thankfully, my hubby came home from work early to help.
Sometimes you just have to make things work, even in rough situations. What things have you done out of survival mode?
I've left a diaper bag in a wine bar, let babies crawl around on public bathroom floors in a Bridesmaids moment (hand sanitizer always on hand), negotiated (read: bribed) my toddler with Starbucks... on SEVERAL occasions.
ReplyDeleteAnd this is why you're awesome.
DeleteI have (more than once) pooped while nursing a baby. Gross. Right?
ReplyDeleteWe should make a cool pretend club of bathroom feeders. You can be president! I can be VP. All we need is a name.
DeleteHey Liz, Abby (Anderson) Perry (aka Cliffnotes...) here :). We are expecting our first baby in August and I can tell your blog is going to be one of my favorites as a mama. Love your honesty, thoughts on standards/compromise and of course the pictures of your darling girls! Adding you to my google reader now...
ReplyDeleteYay thanks! I'm excited about your boy! :)
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