My friends online had been talking about Mercury Retrograde. I’m still not sure what that means, but from what I gather, it’s a span of time where everything can and probably will go wrong. Mercury Retrograde started October 21 and ended on November 10, 2013. Just in case you wanted an explanation as to why life turned upside down. I thought I was going to get out of Mercury Retrograde without incident but then the following happened.
I am attempting to be more flexible when it comes to our weekend planning, but I had some specific errands we had to do. I ran to Target while pumpkin napped. Next on the agenda was a visit to Stride Rite. I want to get her crawling shoes because her toe nails keep coming off from her army crawling.
Of course Pumpkin chooses Sunday to take the longest nap ever! She wakes up around 5:00pm and the mall closes at 7. At this point I figure we should just forget it, but then hubby and I decide to take a chance and go for it. We get to the mall around 6 and I know exactly where we need to go. We find Stride Rite and we find two pairs of shoes for Pumpkin pretty quickly. It was fun to see them measure her foot, but it was a lot more informal than I thought it would be. From what I had heard, Stride Rite is supposed to be incredibly hands on helping you find the correct shoes for your baby. While Pumpkin’s feet measured a two, the employee was bringing us shoes to try that were a size 3 and 4. When I said I didn’t like the shoes he had her trying on, he went to the “back” and came out with these really cute shoes. But those were no where to be seen in the store. It was so confusing. Because it was buy one get one 50% off we got a pair of shoes and a pair of boots for the colder weather. Even with the sale, these shoes were not cheap!
Then we decide to get dinner at the mall since pumpkin is in a good mood and we’re doing well on time. We decide on California Pizza Kitchen. After a 30 minute wait, we were seated and left to decide what to order. We order drinks and an appetizer. Pumpkin is happy and hubby and I are having good conversation. We order our dinner (two small pizzas). Fifteen minutes later the waiter comes back and says that they are out of Pizza.
A place that specializes in pizza is out of pizza.
Time is ticking and it’s getting close to pumpkin’s bedtime. Reluctantly we order chicken and pasta. I notice that pumpkin is doing her bathroom dance (yes she has specific moves), but for some reason it doesn’t register with me. We talk about taking her to bathroom, but I didn’t want to deal with a changing table, so I figure we’ll head home and I’ll change her at home.
Let’s just say, when your baby makes the pooping face, believe her/him. Take her/him to the changing room and take care of it. Instead, we wrapped up dinner, I put her in the carrier and we headed to the car. Not knowing that anything was wrong. We get to the car and as I am taking her out of the carrier, I see poop all over my shirt. That’s right, she leaked through her shorts and it was all over my clothes. I hand her to hubby,while I get out the changing supplies onto the car seat. Hubby then gets poop all over his tshirt. Unfortunately, I go into ordering around mode instead of laughing mode. I am trying to change pumpkin and she’s screaming at this point. I open up the diaper and it’s the messiest diaper I have seen in quite a while. I hand the diaper to hubby and tell him to just throw it on the floor by the tire. But he’s a good citizen and walks it to the trash. I’m trying to clean pumpkin and it literally takes ALL the wipes I have to do it. Now I have a screaming baby with no pants (because they are super messy), no more wipes, and both of us have our shirts off. Thankfully the cops that drove by did not stop us.
You’d think it would end there, but no. As I’m driving out of the parking lot and we’re just starting to laugh about the situation…I find more poop. Yes dried poop all over my hands and I’m out of wipes. Joy. So I drive all the way home like that. Hubby is in charge of taking pumpkin into the house and I take the pile of clothes and start cleaning them and myself. We ended up giving pumpkin a bath and then jumping into the shower ourselves to wash off the feeling of the night.
Now I look back at this and I can laugh. But I’m totally blaming the series of events on the last day of Mercury Retrograde.