So today I was rocking this mom thing. I had both kids at Costco buying pictures
(and pizza for dinner, I said I was rocking it, not perfecting it). Anyway, I WAS
rocking it. Baby sleeping, toddler laughing, all is well. As we waited for the pizza, Colin, who was
mom's awesome little guy the entire time asked very nicely "Mommy, walk on
Conin’s feet please." So I let him out of the cart.
I had forgotten how big Costco carts were, and I had the
baby strapped to me, so when I went to replace him in the cart, it was harder
than I’d anticipated, especially balancing a hot pizza on the edge of the cart. The end result was a minor, but vocal head
bonk followed by everyone in the food area staring at the obviously insane
woman who had just banged one kid into the cart while the other dangled from
her chest.
A very nice man lifted Colin into the cart and told mommy to
watch out for his head and a mortified mommy escaped as quickly as
possible. Once in the parking lot, I was
faced with how to best load children, and stuff into the car. (Side note, when
did Costco become my new Target? I really am a mom…) I decided to put the pizza
in the back then load the kids. I walked to the front of the cart and my Maxi
skirt got caught in the wheels. I quickly
pushed the cart back to untangle it and instead caught the rest of it,
hopelessly tangling myself in the wheel.
I stood very still for a moment, one baby on my chest, another in the
cart and my clothes knotted in the shopping cart. I was almost more curious than scared of what
would happen next. What happened next
was Colin carefully started to slide out of his seat belt and stand up….
My options were do nothing (and risk Colin falling) or pull
my skirt off in the middle of the Costco parking lot and grab him.
Easy choice.
Luckily I hesitated just
long enough(trying to figure out if I could strip without waking the baby actually) for someone to walk by. “Wow
you look busy!” she said, which distracted Colin long enough to avoid his
escape. “Actually, I’m stuck and I don’t
know how I’m going to get out.” She
rescued me, I rescued him and we all survived.
No one at Costco had to see my underwear, but I did have to tender my
resignation as mom of the year…
You'll laugh about this one in a few years :). Glad everyone was ok in the end!
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