I just wanted to make note of the fact that C and I made it out today by ourselves and it was glorious. So what if it took nearly two hours of preparation before we both felt comfortable leaving home? We did it. How did we do it?
Before leaving, I made sure to feed Baby C so much that it would induce a milk coma allowing for some serious sleepage to ensue.
Then, I packed and repacked our diaper bag with enough "nunnies" and onesies and blankets to get us through Survivor on a deserted island.
After I finished being completely obsessive compulsive, I made sure I could unfold and fold the stroller with one hand while in our living room. I then proceeded to lug it out to the car and throw it in the back of the SUV. My SUV that I haven't driven in 4 weeks, thank you C section.
Thank goodness we have that SUV because there is no way we could have lugged that sucker around in my itty bitty Mazda.
Then it was time to load the baby. The absolutely passed out cold and in a deep milky slumber baby. I tucked him into his carseat, loaded him into the car and started the engine. Excitedly, I breathed a big sigh of relief.. and called both my husband and my mother to brag about my efforts. We were in the car. We actually made it out the door.. and into the car. Woah.
We spent an hour outside of the house today and it was amazing. We perused the racks at Kohl's (clearly baby C didn't leave empty handed) and then proceeded to head to the post office to buy stamps and mail C's birth announcements.
I cannot tell you the last time I felt so accomplished. So happy to be outside of the house. So human again.
As for baby C? He slept the entire time. And for another two hours upon arriving home. It was absolutely more than I could have asked for.
So, where are we going tomorrow?