There have been several "follies" so far on this journey. I am awkward with some new mama responsibilities, to put it kindly. The other day, I had a lactation appointment in Needham. It was the first time I was driving Amelia anywhere, so it was a big event for us. I planned well, or so I thought. I packed a diaper bag with a blanket, diapers, wipes, burp cloth, etc. I grabbed my breast pump, which is a good-size bag. I also had a bag full of returns, as the consultation was in a maternity/baby store. I grabbed the Maya baby sling, and my purse and planner. I had to carry all of this, along with Amelia in her car seat, to the car. We live in the city, and the car is parked a good walking distance away.
Amelia screamed most of the way to the appointment. She goes from 1 to 10 in just a few seconds, and her '10' sounds more like growling than crying. She gets MAD! I'd like to say that she inherited this trait from her daddy, but most of you have met Joe. Unlikely.
She finally fell asleep by the time we arrived at the appointment. I didn't want to carry her carseat into the building, because I wanted to use my maya sling. I couldn't get her in it, and it was pretty warm out, so I decided to just carry her in. I told myself that we could hurry in, and readjust then.
Here's what it looked like: Me, lots of bags on my arms, dressed warmly, carrying a baby in a short-sleeve onsie (yes, it's January), with only one bootie on (what happened to the other?), and blanket and sling nearly falling out of my arms. I pass other mamas who have their babies snuggly dressed and carried in either a sling or tucked in their car seats. Amelia, on the other hand, is bouncing in my arms, likely cold, as I try to juggle all of these things. I head immediately to the sitting area to wrap her up, when a woman approaches me. She sits down, asks me about Amelia's age and if this is my first child. She then explains that she helps new moms feel comfortable and adjust to motherhood through a series of workshops. Clearly, I looked a mama who needed help.
Dear me. There are just way too many 'things' that come with a new baby. Its a juggling and organization act that requires practice. And the weather just throws a big kink in it all. Is she over-heated? too cold? who knows?!
Its all very humbling. And funny.
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Hey Erin,
So nice to see that you can laugh about all the follies. Kate and I were certainly laughing as I read it to her :) I also can't believe the picture with Joe! thanks or including it by the way. It's good for all us Joe fans out there =) Amelia looks huge. Kate was thinkng that their heads are supposed to still be all floppy and was amazed at the photo. Lovely :)
Just to second my husband, so great that you can laugh later about the situations! I love how much you open up to the rest of us about follies, fears, and celebrations. It reminds me that I too have the right to feel the gammit of emotions and don't need to be a "pro". Love, Kate
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