Monday Madness

A couple Mondays ago I managed to lock my keys in my car along with my phone and diaper bag in the Babies R Us parking lot. Luckily. I was holding my sleeping 6 week old daughter in my arms so that helped ease my nerves a bit, oh wait, my 
forearm and her lower half was completely covered in her mustard like explosive poop. Which was the whole reason I took her out of her car seat in the first place.

There I stood, in denial (it is the first step after all) staring at my keys on top of my diaper bag in the front passenger seat. they mocked me along with my cell phone as I frantically tried to open every door the car possessed. Even the hood! "DEEP BREATH, compose yourself, this is not as bad as it could be...." I walked over to customer services inside the store and tried calling my husband who screens his calls, then my mother-in-law, who also screens her calls... Long story short my father-in-law came to our rescue, I managed to change my daughters diaper and soiled clothes, breast feed her (without my privacy screen) while I waited for the Triple A guys to perform their magic. Thank goodness for the mommy and baby room in the store. I can't imagine having to wait in the blistering heat.


My poor sleepy baby and her crazed mommy finally got home. I set her down to sleep and just laughed, tearfully to myself. I allowed the inevitable hysteria to take charge for a while. I let this be a reminder that just when I think I got it all together- I mess it up.