An Outing at Michael's

Okay I just have to tell this story cause I feel like if I don't no one will ever know how crazy my little girl was. When I had Brianne I was fortunate to have friends that had babies at the same time. The reason I say that is , you have other young women going through just what you are. Working, raising a baby, daycare/or babysitters. It's just nice having others that are in the same lifestyle that you are. They understand. The sleep deprivation,the illnesses,from diaper rash to croup. They get it. Well we young mother had a craft club, well we made shitty things that no one wanted and we had a night out. (Unlike my sister-in-law, Caroline who really made cool stuff) My craft club stuff was Lame-O. Okay, who cared. It was a night to be with my peers and we could talk babies, husbands, work, whatever. Well, I made the mistake one evening to go with two other Mommies to Michael's craft store WITH my baby.


Okay these two ladies had little boys that just sat. I am not kidding they didn't move. And both these boys were born before Brianne, mind you. They were perfect angels in the carts. They never moved. Bri on the other hand could not sit in the cart. She was diving and going to kill herself if I didn't let her out of the cart. So I let the kid out of the cart. She takes off down the isle straight to the baskets. Baskets were real big in the seventies, and there were lots of them. Every basket on the shelf was thrown in all directions. I couldn't catch her. I tried to keep my composure. As I ran after her and she rips down another isle. Meanwhile the two tottler boys are in their seats sitting perfectly fine. They freaking were perfect. I couldn't take this any longer.
I found what I needed, grabbed the girl. I pinned her with my knee up against the cash register desk.So I could get to my money. As her arms and legs were flailing about, she was screaming, "let me go!" even in all this chaos, I thought to myself....I think that was pretty advanced for a one year old,don't you? Those two boys couldn't say shit if they had a mouth full. I was totally pitting out and trying to compose myself, as I went to the car she was screaming, I strapped her in her seat crying," Let me go!"


One of Mommies said to me ," Jill, I have never seen you loose your cool. "I said," you have never seen me shopping with my child,....... and you never will again." Did I really loose my cool? I just had never been in that situation before. Yet,that was the last time I ever took my little girl shopping with other Mommies and their babies. If I remember correctly the boy really wasn't into the shopping thing at one year old either. And still isn't.