Getting everything done that needs to be done in the next few weeks before moving is already a hard task. There’s so much to do, from buying supplies to cleaning to fixing to painting- all on a time line.. Working around Holden’s schedule makes it that much harder.
Being that he takes one LONG nap in the middle of the day, a cramp gets put on any plans we make. If we go out early (and we are NOT morning people), we have to make sure to get time in home for Holden to nap. Usually this means that we rush, or don’t have time to do all the things we planned to do.. or miss things. Sometimes all of the above.
After Holden’s nap is lunch time, and it would be an understatement to say he dawdles through eating. By the time all of that is done it’s somewhere around 4pm.
The thought starts crossing my mind that “shit it’s already late..” and another mad rush has to be made before snack time and dinner time.
Sometimes snack time can be done outside of the house- but it gets pretty messy and food starts flying at random strangers. They laugh, but you know they don’t actually think it’s funny when a slobbery banana piece plops on their shoe or hits them in the chest.
I hate to put it this way- but toddlers seriously put a cramp in running errands and getting shit done in a timely manner. As infants, you can just stick them in a carrier and move them around like a purse. They’ll sleep.. wake up.. play.. all in the comfort of that wonderful little seat.
Toddlers require a booster seat, which you have to take them in and out of, putting them in a cart.. dealing with them getting bored while you’re browsing wherever the hell you happen to be shopping.. or trying to keep them still if you happen to be in a waiting room (not an easy thing to do). Just a huge pain. I still haven’t figured out how to get around comfortably with Holden. He’s a mad man.. an extremely heavy mad man. I’m not sure i’ll ever quite master it. By the time I do get the hang of running errands with him, he’ll be old enough for me not to have to carry him around everywhere.
Days like today make me seriously wish our house was move in ready. Actually, I wish that every day. Blah.
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