Cora is 12 days old. Mark has gone back to work. And i'm trying to make it. ha.
Monday, i decided i would be brave and take both kids out by myself. I got a text message that morning from chick-fil-a for a free 8 count nugget. I thought, "perfect! I'll take Owen for free lunch and he can play in the playplace afterwards." Good thought. After all, he needs out of this house almost as bad as me.
So, if your wondering how it went; this is how.
We drive to chick-fil-a quite successfully. No melt downs or fits or flat out crying. Wahoo! 1 point for me :) Then, as I try to manage both babies into the restaurant (which I'm not even supposed to lift anything heavier then cora...so i know i'm breaking a rule, BUT, i forgot the darn moby wrap at home...mush moment number 1). So, back to juggling both babies. I have my 2 year old, a huge diaper bag, and cora in her car seat, and i drop my cell phone onto the ground, and the battery pops out. Great. I have to let this thing load back up in order to show them the text message and get the free nuggets. So, i'm standing in line, and because my blackberry is painnnfullly slow, I end up having to let about 5 people go ahead of me just so i can show this stinking text message. my goodness. (mush moment number 2.) Then, I get up to the counter, and my phone isn't working. So i'm literally standing there asking the cashier to hold on a second. Thank goodness she was patient. THEN, it finally works, and i don't buy anything additional. Just the free nuggets please. I'm sure she probably rolled her eyes as i walked away.
We get through lunch okay. No major problems. Then, we go to let Owen play in the playplace. We play for probably 15 minutes, and then it's time to go. Owen throws a fit and doesn't want to leave. Finally, i convince him to come with me. He is not paying attention, and as we are walking out of the restaurant, he slams his head into a table. oh my. Starts screaming and crying. I'm putting Cora down and trying to console him. Everyone is staring, of course. *finally* i get the boy to settle down.
So...we are walking out and 2 men see that i have my hands full, and they both grab a door and open it for me. Then one tells me "your loosing a kid." I look behind me, and sure enough, owen is way way back. Distracted by something. (mom of the year right here.) So, i get owen to come with, mean while, these dudes are STILL holding the doors for me. I'm sure at this point they are wishing they wouldn't of opened them in the first place. So finally we are out the door, and I realize i don't have my keys. (Mush moment number 3) I left them on the table where i placed Cora's car seat so that I could kiss Owen when he ran into the table. Back into chick-fil-a we go. The man that held one of the doors for me says "did you forget something?" And when I tell him, "yes, i forgot my keys, and i think i'm loosing my mind too" he went and grabbed my keys for me. Thank goodness for nice people.
All this to say...i'm not *quite* adjusted to two kids yet.
I feel like most days i have mush for brains.
Monday, i decided i would be brave and take both kids out by myself. I got a text message that morning from chick-fil-a for a free 8 count nugget. I thought, "perfect! I'll take Owen for free lunch and he can play in the playplace afterwards." Good thought. After all, he needs out of this house almost as bad as me.
So, if your wondering how it went; this is how.
We drive to chick-fil-a quite successfully. No melt downs or fits or flat out crying. Wahoo! 1 point for me :) Then, as I try to manage both babies into the restaurant (which I'm not even supposed to lift anything heavier then cora...so i know i'm breaking a rule, BUT, i forgot the darn moby wrap at home...mush moment number 1). So, back to juggling both babies. I have my 2 year old, a huge diaper bag, and cora in her car seat, and i drop my cell phone onto the ground, and the battery pops out. Great. I have to let this thing load back up in order to show them the text message and get the free nuggets. So, i'm standing in line, and because my blackberry is painnnfullly slow, I end up having to let about 5 people go ahead of me just so i can show this stinking text message. my goodness. (mush moment number 2.) Then, I get up to the counter, and my phone isn't working. So i'm literally standing there asking the cashier to hold on a second. Thank goodness she was patient. THEN, it finally works, and i don't buy anything additional. Just the free nuggets please. I'm sure she probably rolled her eyes as i walked away.
We get through lunch okay. No major problems. Then, we go to let Owen play in the playplace. We play for probably 15 minutes, and then it's time to go. Owen throws a fit and doesn't want to leave. Finally, i convince him to come with me. He is not paying attention, and as we are walking out of the restaurant, he slams his head into a table. oh my. Starts screaming and crying. I'm putting Cora down and trying to console him. Everyone is staring, of course. *finally* i get the boy to settle down.
So...we are walking out and 2 men see that i have my hands full, and they both grab a door and open it for me. Then one tells me "your loosing a kid." I look behind me, and sure enough, owen is way way back. Distracted by something. (mom of the year right here.) So, i get owen to come with, mean while, these dudes are STILL holding the doors for me. I'm sure at this point they are wishing they wouldn't of opened them in the first place. So finally we are out the door, and I realize i don't have my keys. (Mush moment number 3) I left them on the table where i placed Cora's car seat so that I could kiss Owen when he ran into the table. Back into chick-fil-a we go. The man that held one of the doors for me says "did you forget something?" And when I tell him, "yes, i forgot my keys, and i think i'm loosing my mind too" he went and grabbed my keys for me. Thank goodness for nice people.
All this to say...i'm not *quite* adjusted to two kids yet.
I feel like most days i have mush for brains.






