Yesterday my sister and I decided to head toward Portland to do a little shopping. I needed to return a few things and just felt like getting out of town. Natalie and Brad were up for it so they headed over around 11:00 and we were off. Two car seats, two giant diaper bags, one stroller, a baby Bjorn, and a sling...it looked like we were heading off for vacation.
The first stop was a great success! No crying, no diaper changes, just peaceful sleeping babes. We were feeling pretty confident, and even bragging a bit about what great future shoppers we had. Next on the agenda was Washington Square Mall.
Both babies would need to be fed soon so we headed in with the stroller for Maya and Brad in the sling, and did our best to combine our stuff into one bag. I remembered that Nordstrom has a great mother's lounge (fabulous!). About 20 minutes into lunch time for the babies Natalie realizes that brad had a major blowout, upon further investigation it was a 9 on a scale of 1 - 10. Through two layers of clothes and the sling...so naked brad is in the stroller, I am feeding Maya and Natalie is running out to the car for more clothes and a different baby carrier. She had been gone for 2 minutes when Maya projectile vomits all over me, all over herself, and all over the wonderful Nordstrom lounge chair...and Brad starts crying.
So here I am two crying babies covered in vomit and laughing hysterically, because what else can you do in this situation? Natalie returned and we spent the next 20 minutes attempting to make ourselves and our children presentable. I smelled horrible. The options were buy a new outfit and continue shopping or drive 45 minutes back home...I opted for the new outfit. So now with B in the stroller and little M in the baby Bjorn we sped over to Forever 21 (can you imagine seeing two moms with babies shopping at a store that is basically for teen age girls?). $16 later I had a new outfit and headed to the restroom. I rip the tags off and pull on the not so smelly new clothes only to realize that there was a hole in the new dress...that I had pulled the tags off of. Fabulous!
On our way home, Miss Maya decides about 10 minutes into the drive that she is starving (30 minutes earlier than normal) and begins to scream uncontrollably. Starbucks here we come. A 1/2 hour later back on the road....20 minutes later....more screaming from the back seat...pull over Molly to backseat and Natalie to the driver seat. 20 minutes later...home finally!
Lessons learned:
1. Take a lot of stuff with you everywhere
2. Take extra clothes for myself
3. Add Febreze to the diaper bag
4. Inspect clothing before ripping off tags
5. I think I need a bigger car!
The little angels before the big trip!