I've had a playdate outing planned for about three weeks. I really wanted to get together with this mommy who had purchased the same Pump-It-Up GroupOn passes that I had. The previous night I invited a mommy from life group to join us to play and I took out my wallet to give her a pass.
This morning seemed fine. I fed Poema and seemed to be getting ready at a good pace. I needed to give Poema her medicine, change her diaper, pack a lunch, and make sure Sarah was all ready. Sarah is 3 now. She likes to do her own thing, which is my nice way of saying she chooses not to listen often lately. I changed Poema's diaper and then did medicine. She was content watching the mobile as I brushed Sarah's teeth and hair. Poema was so relaxed that she loaded her diaper again. I was finally able to finish packing the lunch but by that time I was already 18 minutes late.
I'm always late. I feel inept at getting out the door on time. It feels like no matter what I do, some variable will throw me off and I will be late.
The location of the playdate would take 3-10 minutes to get to depending on traffic lights. We walk down the stairs to the car and as the automatic sliding doors of the van open I notice that Poema's carseat is not in the car. Until this point I had forgotten that I transferred the carseat into Jonathan's car the night before when he was watching only Poema and I was taking Sarah on a Mommy/Sarah date.
I called the ladies to let them know I was stuck home. My life group friend said she had an infant carseat and was not yet at Pump-It-Up so she could get it from storage and bring it to my house. She arrived at my place and installed the carseat. Poema normally screams bloody murder in her carseat and she was quite happy as I strapped her in. I leaned in to give her a kiss as I finished tightening everything. As I pulled away I noticed a spider crawling down the carseat towards Poema. I bare-handed squashed it and protected my child :~).
We proceeded to drive to our playdate and were only an hour late. As I went to get the girls out of the car I realized I left my wallet at home because I never put it back where it belonged after giving the pass to my life group friend. I left Sarah with my friend and drove back to get my wallet. I returned 20 minutes later with the wallet that had Sarah's entrance pass.
The playdate was fun.
Before we left I opened all the car doors and windows so there would be a breeze as I changed Poema's diaper in the backseat of the van. As I went in reverse after everyone was all buckled in, I noticed that the door ajar symbol was lit up on my dashboard. I tried to close the two front doors and I realized I was starting to drive away with the back hatch open on the car. I was surprised that nothing fell out as I had started to drive.
How do people survive with lots of children. This is insane. I'd like to say that these types of things are not normal but I'm starting to notice how frequently these things tend to occur. *Sigh*
Tomorrow is another day . . .
