Most days I strive to earn that coveted “Mommy of the Year” award. You know, the one where your child is always on schedule, fed, bathed, and generally thriving. Well, today I missed the mark…by a long shot. Put it this way, I’m not even a runner up.
This morning was my son’s first pediatric dermatologist appointment. Pediatric dermatology is a specialty practice so I had to take Baby B an hour away to see a doctor from the children’s hospital. (They make rounds a few times a week at various locations.) This hospital – an hour away – was the nearest option for me. Ok, cool. I can handle that.
Usually for doctor’s appointments I have my mom accompany me to sit with him in the backseat and to help me out when needed. Ideal, right? But (unfortunately for me) today my mom – who should probably be anointed as a living saint IMHO – was also watching my 3-month-old nephew during the day. So, I was on my own. For the first time since he was born. At five months old.
Ok. Great. I can do this, right? Yeah…no.
First indication that today was just not my day – I get pulled over for speeding A BLOCK AWAY FROM THE HOSPITAL! Nice cop. No ticket. But still.
Then, in the parking lot, pulling out the brand-new stroller that has yet to be used and…
Stuck. Couldn’t open it. Roughly 10 minutes spent trying to figure this thing out. Should’ve carried the manual with me. I must’ve looked like a complete moron fighting with a stroller.
“Come on, you stupid thing! Open! I’m late! UGH!”
I then noticed the plastic hook on the side. I guess I am a moron.
Anyway, quickly loaded up the baby and started to power-walk towards the entrance. Strong gust of wind…and…there goes the blanket. In the middle of the road.
Wow…what a mess, huh?
Haha…thought it was over? Not a chance.
Finally settled in at the doctor’s office, baby’s clothes off, placed on the scale, and…
Spit-up. You have GOT to be kidding me!!! Gotta clean it up now. So I (being “Mom of the Year” and all) WALK AWAY from my son (who can roll over) to get a blanket from the diaper bag. Yeah – leaving him alone in front of the nurse. Not my proudest moment.
I won’t be venturing out of the house with him alone again anytime soon.
Lesson learned: From now on, I’ll just go for “Mommy of the Day”.