Missed Out on “Mommy of the Year”

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”.