Not that I don't like sitting in my house all day, every day, trying to recover while constantly feeding or changing a crying baby while still getting a few important things done like laundry (so MiniM.E. has clean clothes since she only has a few outfits that fit her tiny peanut body right now) and dishes (so that I can eat cereal and ice cream- why don't we have enough bowls??). Seriously though, I love being home with MiniM.E. I wouldn't have it any other way. And even though she can be pretty demanding sometimes, every time I look at her my heart melts and I feel like I would do anything for her. SO... I'm really not complaining.
BUT, it is nice to get out of the house and get some fresh air.
Sunday we decided to walk around downtown- our first big stroller outing! The weather was gorgeous and MiniM.E. seemed to enjoy being pushed around and shown off to interested strangers. We even got frozen yogurt (which hopefully MiniM.E. got to enjoy later- how does that work, anyway?).
Let me share how my thought process went:
"Wait, where is the burp cloth? Oh, on my knee. Check. And that moisturizing stuff? Crap. On the nightstand at home... oh well..."
"Okay, how to I get the baby underneath this feeding cape thing while holding her with one hand?"
"What the ----? Why did I have to wear a shirt whose material sticks to the material of the feeding cape? How am I supposed to see the baby?"
"... Come on MiniM.E., I know we're in a strange place, but latch already!"
"I'm too hot... and thirsty... and do you think people driving by can see my boob? What if they walk next to the car? Then do you think they could see it? This stupid cape is in the way! Maybe I should just take it off... but no, there are cars driving by... why couldn't Target have a bigger parking lot? Or a special breastfeeding parking lot... or better yet, a special feeding room near the restrooms like at BuyBuyBaby??"
It was a pretty trying experience. But we got it done, and MiniM.E. was happy and let us run our errands and even rode back in the car without getting too fussy.
Long story short- downtown Saratoga was awesome. Feeding a baby in the car was not. And now we have laundry detergent and diapers.