When the going get’s tough, the tough goes shopping..sorta.

I had a $50.00 gift card for my favorite woman’s store I had received from Dave for Christmas. I was holding off on spending it till I was decently postpartum so I would know what size I am.  Anyways, I needed to get outta the house last night, and since E. had just woken from a 3 hour nap I figured she would be in a good mood, so I packed us up and headed to the mall. I guess I hadn’t calculated into this equation that she is happy when in my arms and that wearing her would prevent me from trying on clothes.  So I tied her to Dave, who agreed to walk her around the mall while I tried on clothes. Evangeline was not down with that plan (surprise surprise) and screamed bloody murder (no seriously, she turns burgundy from yelling with such force)  and Dave showed up at my dressing room visibly shaken with a pissed off baby. I knew that in order to complete my mission and get some new clothes we would have to move fast and work in tandem, so I nursed her til she was sleepy, handed her back to dad, tried on two pairs of pants, took her back-crying again, nursed her again for 10 minutes to calm her, handed her back, tried on 2 more pairs, chose the pair and top I wanted, took the angry baby back, handed Dave my purse with gift card, debit card and clothes and sent him to check out while I finished nursing her in my changing room til she was calm enough to leave, Oy.
Well the staff thought it was hilarious, as did a few of the customers, but you gotta do what you gotta do. I got my jeans so I was successful in the end, though not without many obstacles LOL. Now to figure out how I get my seriously much needed haircut.

I wonder if and when this ‘I Hate Daddy’ thing will wrap up, it’s been 2 months now. He isn’t a stranger, he co-sleeps with us and is home a lot, always trying to get into her good graces but he just can’t seem to succeed. Poor Dave.

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β€œLife is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.” β€” Albert Einstein. When it feels like your world has been shattered, and you have reached rock bottom, you must make a choice: Stay where you are and fade away, or keep moving forward. Thankfully I chose to move forward and was blessed with the two most wonderful children after the death of my first in early labor. Things are looking up.

Posted on May 16, 2010, in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. When Caspian was three months and something, like Evangeline, I started working part time, four hour shifts. Plato and Caspian bonded so closely and it has really lasted. Most of the time, after we decided pumping bottles was too much of a hassle, Plato would bring Caspian to me during my 15 minute break for a nurse, so that wasn’t bad at all. Maybe when you can figure out Evangeline’s eating well enough that you figure she can make it for a couple hours, you could try sending Dave off with her to do something very distracting. Plato could NOT stay home with Caspian, because he would cry, but as soon as they went out, walked around the boardwalk, looked in some shops, that sort of thing, Caspian was happy as a clam. And Plato really started knowing as much about Caspian as I did.

  2. When Caspian was three months and something, like Evangeline, I started working part time, four hour shifts. Plato and Caspian bonded so closely and it has really lasted. Most of the time, after we decided pumping bottles was too much of a hassle, Plato would bring Caspian to me during my 15 minute break for a nurse, so that wasn’t bad at all. Maybe when you can figure out Evangeline’s eating well enough that you figure she can make it for a couple hours, you could try sending Dave off with her to do something very distracting. Plato could NOT stay home with Caspian, because he would cry, but as soon as they went out, walked around the boardwalk, looked in some shops, that sort of thing, Caspian was happy as a clam. And Plato really started knowing as much about Caspian as I did.

  3. Enjoy it. Lucas is a total daddys boy. When Peter is around, he doesn’t want me AT ALL. Im hoping it’ll change someday lol

  4. Enjoy it. Lucas is a total daddys boy. When Peter is around, he doesn’t want me AT ALL. Im hoping it’ll change someday lol

  5. Noah is now 10 months and it’s getting better.slightly..it sucks and I feel bad b/c it makes them feel bad that the baby doesn’t want much to do with them.

  6. Noah is now 10 months and it’s getting better.slightly..it sucks and I feel bad b/c it makes them feel bad that the baby doesn’t want much to do with them.

  7. Ugh…that doesn’t sound like fun to me. I’m glad you got your jeans though.

    You’re the milk source so Dave will be the enemy for awhile, lol.

  8. Ugh…that doesn’t sound like fun to me. I’m glad you got your jeans though.
    You’re the milk source so Dave will be the enemy for awhile, lol.

  9. Mine is the same way with her Dad. I’m pretty sure it’s normal. You’re Mom. You have comfort boobs. πŸ™‚ Even my 4 year old still snuggles me when something is wrong.

  10. Mine is the same way with her Dad. I’m pretty sure it’s normal. You’re Mom. You have comfort boobs. πŸ™‚ Even my 4 year old still snuggles me when something is wrong.

    • Yea, I am sure it is normal, but how hard on her Dad’s self esteem when she is happier sitting alone in her bouncy chair outside the bathroom while I shower then she is sitting with and playing, poor Dave..I tell him it will pass, I just don’t know when.

    • Yea, I am sure it is normal, but how hard on her Dad’s self esteem when she is happier sitting alone in her bouncy chair outside the bathroom while I shower then she is sitting with and playing, poor Dave..I tell him it will pass, I just don’t know when.

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