OMG. I’m going to have TWO KIDS in 24 days.

And I’m not handling the idea so well. [I know I’m late to the game. It’s as though I just realized I’ll be responsible for keeping two kids alive and healthy soon. I promise I didn’t just realize it, but the past few days have been a major test.]

It started with a phone call from M on Wednesday. Butter had broken a part of his car seat [the clasp that goes across his chest], so I went on an Amazon.com adventure to find the replacement piece. Luckily, it wasn’t all that hard to find, and I was able to purchase and have it shipped for under $11. We have a booster seat that I didn’t know was a booster seat until I took it out of the box that afternoon. I’d done a ton of research on the thing and WalMart.com lied to me. I don’t know if I just searched by the wrong item number or what, but when I did the research it told me it had a 5 point harness to it. Whatever, desperate times call for desperate measures and I could always borrow a seat from my in laws.

Butter managed to undo the seatbelt part of the seat – UNHOOKED HIMSELF FROM THE SEAT ENTIRELY IN 65 MILE PER HOUR TRAFFIC – within maybe ten minutes of being in the seat. I pulled over immediately and did the buckle back up, calmed him down [seems the tone of my voice scared him so badly he was crying by the time I got to the other side of the Mommy!Van! to rebuckle him], and away we went to Babies R Us for a filter for his humidifier [and animal crackers, because the price was just too good to pass up].

Fast forward to yesterday, when we stopped at WalMart to grab some diapers [he’s doing great with potty training, but we still have in disposables over night and at nap time – I hope this is his final box, though]. I made a major Mommy Mistake. I let go of Butter’s hand long enough to grab my keys and unlock the car. In the span of that time, he took off running. It was raining and still cars were flying through the parking lot. For the second time in two days, I had to raise my voice to my child and the tone scared him so badly that he stopped [thank goodness, because he was maybe five feet away from being hit by a car] and started sobbing.

I feel bad that I made my kid cry two days in a row, but I don’t. The second time, he was so close to being . . . I don’t even what to say it. I lost it last night on the way to bed and told M, “I could have gotten him killed today.” The fact is, I didn’t. And I learned a valuable lesson. I took for granted that he’d been SO GOOD for me all day and stayed right by me when we were checking out.

It’s hard for me to imagine what would have happened had Baby Boy been here. Would it have been a little easier to chase Butter down in the parking lot? Sure. I have a really hard time moving these days because my pelvis hurts so badly. I would have been a lot faster. I’d have also had Baby Boy to worry about.

I don’t predict any solo outings for Mama and two boys any time soon.

3 Replies to “OMG. I’m going to have TWO KIDS in 24 days.”

  1. Oh, I have lived that fear of the running child near cars/traffic. It was horrific. And I wasn’t pregnant at the time. She’s just fast. I will say this, though: she has gotten so much better about not running away from me in public (Kate this is; was never an issue with Flora). It seems to have been a phase, and I’m not convinced it’s over yet, but I have done everything in my power to reinforce that staying with mommy is the right choice (praise and rewards, basically).

    I will confirm that having two is different and sometimes more challenging than having only one — but it gets easier. I remember thinking after Kate was born that I was never going to leave the house again (unless Dan was with me). But eventually I did do it, and now it’s a snap. (well, not so much right now as I, too, am rocking the baby belly.)

    But the thought of going anywhere with THREE on my own freezes my blood. it’s going to be a looooong winter!

    1. It’s good to know that this is a phase, because IT SCARES THE CRAP OUT OF ME. So, thanks for that. I’ll keep the rewards/praise thing in mind because that might make more sense than freaking out in public when my kid runs away from me. [Hello, kind of embarrassing.]

      I know with the long winter. I’m terrified at the idea of going anywhere with two on my own. We’ll just tweet each other to keep ourselves sane, yes?

  2. All I can say to this is “like Mother, like Son”…Deacon’s mommy would unhook the seat belt ALL THE TIME!!!!! She HATED it. She would not only unhook the seat belt, but then she would stand between the seats and say “Hi Mommy”. Not a good thing. That’s when I realized that if I wanted HER to stay in the seat belt, I had to set the example. That’s when I started wearing MY seatbelt fulltime. Thank you for making me wear my seatbelt Baby Girl…..

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