This weekend wasn’t as bad as last weekend, which was so crappy, but it’s had its moments. Here was Friday:

We decided to go to the lake when Brian got home. I felt a little annoyed because that means I spent my Friday afternoon off trying to get Cora to take a nap, and then I had to pack up for us to go to the lake. It’s only for 1 night, but with her, it takes a little more thought even though it’s not bad. Brian got home, and we eventually packed up to head out.

When we got there, Cora peed in her pants, so I had to change her clothes. Brian was carrying things in from the car. I said “that’s not everything, is it?” He said it was. I hadn’t seen the bag with my clothes or Cora’s clothes. We quickly realized it was still in our living room an hour away. All I had for the 2 of us was: her diapers, a jacket for me because it was in my back seat, and the clothes we were wearing.

It doesn’t take much these days to quickly ruin my day and mood, and that about did it. I was already unsure of our choice to go to the lake, and now this. Brian said we would run to Wal-Mart and buy what we needed. I seriously didn’t want to buy anything at Wal-Mart, but I agreed. We took Cora in just a shirt and diaper because she had nothing else. We took a notebook and pen from the kitchen so I could make a shopping list on the way. About 2 minutes after we left, I told Brian I accidentally left the notebook on the trunk of the car, which means we’d lost it on the road already. No biggy. I wrote on a receipt from my purse.

When we pulled up, I decided I didn’t need my purse, so I left it in the car. My list was in it, of course! We went in, and I couldn’t believe how sparse a selection there was. I’ve been to Wal-Mart before when I hated to admit how many clothes I wanted to buy. This wasn’t a time like that. I found what had to be enough, and we left.

When we got home, we washed all the things we bought immediately. (Note: we forgot to get me a toothbrush and toothpaste or anything for lunch the next day.) While Cora waited with no pants still, she somehow peed all in the kitchen floor and decided it was fun stuff to play in. Brian found her swirling her hands all in the pee like she was finger painting, and her legs were in it, too. I snatched her up and ran her legs under the sink! Gross. 

No clothes I bought for Cora fit, and all I had to wear was black yoga pants and a brown long sleeved shirt, but we made it.

FYI – Cora has weirdly spit up a few times today, and she’s tried to play in it each time. Maybe she will love to finger paint when she’s older.

We are home now, she and I have had baths, we’re in clothes we like and that fit, and all our clothes are clean. Yay!