Get It Together
Being organized is something that I had always prided myself on. Before Cooper I really did think that I had my stuff together. NOW, since becoming a mom, I find myself making lists in my head, planning out our next move strategically. Laying out outfits, meals, walks, our trip to Target- everything! After our episode at the clinic awhile back (I somehow managed to get to the clinic without so much as a single diaper) I just flipped a stitch! NOW instead of laxidazily packing up my suitcase and his diaper bag, I imagine any possible scenario and plan accordingly. AND I LOVE IT! It is such a great feeling to know that no matter what, we're covered. Because really, if all else fails, I also have a credit card and husband to cover anything I may forget.
For those who have not heard the story of the clinic incident...
Cooper had a cough which we all ("all" as in Kevin, me and Brianne- whom watches Cooper) decided he should be seen my the pediatrician. I rushed from the office to pick him up. Once I saw him I realized that he was worse than I imagined! So I dashed with him to the car, called the clinic to see if he could be seen immediately. Once they said yes, I just drove straight to the clinic without stopping at home for the diaper bag. I didn't realize this until we were at the clinic and Cooper needed to be changed. Thankfully the nurse was able to find me two diapers; one his size and one that could have fit a toddler. I proceeded to undress Cooper to be examined and handed him to the nurse. Of course as soon as she moved his diaper a sudden stream of pee shot from where the diaper once was. I leaped to my feet to try to shield the bewildered nurse from the enevitable. She didn't move fast enough. It was almost as if he thought she was a moving target. I couldn't help but laugh.
With that diaper now unuseable I had no choice but to clad him with the monster sized diaper until we got home. I apologized to him for being our guinea pig, saying that he was paving the way and training us for any future siblings.
For those who have not heard the story of the clinic incident...
Cooper had a cough which we all ("all" as in Kevin, me and Brianne- whom watches Cooper) decided he should be seen my the pediatrician. I rushed from the office to pick him up. Once I saw him I realized that he was worse than I imagined! So I dashed with him to the car, called the clinic to see if he could be seen immediately. Once they said yes, I just drove straight to the clinic without stopping at home for the diaper bag. I didn't realize this until we were at the clinic and Cooper needed to be changed. Thankfully the nurse was able to find me two diapers; one his size and one that could have fit a toddler. I proceeded to undress Cooper to be examined and handed him to the nurse. Of course as soon as she moved his diaper a sudden stream of pee shot from where the diaper once was. I leaped to my feet to try to shield the bewildered nurse from the enevitable. She didn't move fast enough. It was almost as if he thought she was a moving target. I couldn't help but laugh.
With that diaper now unuseable I had no choice but to clad him with the monster sized diaper until we got home. I apologized to him for being our guinea pig, saying that he was paving the way and training us for any future siblings.
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