If you are in need of a laugh at another's expense, I invite you to read on... really, it's totally ok. I can take it. This might end up long, but I wanna remember this special day. Oh so special...
Today is my first day to have both girls and be on my own. Yeah, it's been two weeks, but I'm apparently slow at learning how to deal with this kind of thing. I knew it would be a challenge, but I thought with starting way early, we could make it. The quick ending is that we did make it...but that's not really the whole story.
Kinlee's been sleeping til about 9 am or so after getting up twice in the night. That's ok, I'm dealing with it. But since Braska is supposed to be at school at 10 am on Mondays, I thought I better not sleep in like I prefer, and instead, I should get up and get things moving earlier to be sure we're on time. Not a problem, since Braska decided to be up twice last night in addition to Kinlee's two times. One time overlapped...so I had to wake M up for a little bit. Then when Kinlee went back down, I dealt with Braska for another hour. I don't know what was up with her... Ah, the digressing that comes with lack of sleep....
Anyway, Braska got up about 8 am, so I got her fed, and headed to the bath with her for a very quick one. Of course as I'm running the water, Kinlee wakes up and lets it be known that she is ready to eat. I manage to get Braska into the tub with Kinlee on my lap, then I opt to put Kinlee in the bouncy while I race through Braska's bath while Kinlee fusses in the other room. After a very quick drying and dressing, Braska watches Sesame Street while I get Kinlee fed. When Kinlee pauses for her two minute nap that's become a habit during meals, I put her back in the bouncy and finish Braska's hair for school. I return to finish with Kinlee, attempted to burp her without success, then put her back down to go get myself dressed. Unfortunately, no shower was to be had in the 25 minutes that were left to get Braska to school 12 minutes away.
I dressed, threw on some makeup, faked a hairstyle, and put Braska's coat and hat on. Kinlee was gonna have to just make the trip in her sleeper. I sat Braska back on the floor, ran to start the car in the garage (yes, I opened the garage first), and came back to pack up Kinlee. When I put picked her up, I noticed that dreaded dark area on her sleeper.... dang it! Time for a diaper and outfit change. We rushed back to her changing table. Off with the sleeper, off with the t-shirt, change the diaper, clean up all over. I put on a new t-shirt and pants, pick her up, and she finally burps....productively. I have spit-up on me, and it's all over her face, but the shirt has been spared. I wipe my shirt enough to not be totally disgusting, I clean her up, and we run back to the living room to get her in the car seat. I take Braska out to the car and put her in, I come back, grab Kinlee's seat with her in it and grab the bags. We all get in the car and head out at 9:53 am. We'll be late, but oh well.
I hit every light as green, which never happens, and we pull into the school lot at 9:59 am. That's awesome! I can't find a spot so I go to the next area, at a different entrance. I'll just have to walk, I can do that. I get out of the car, pop the trunk so I can get the double stroller out, pull it out and open it up. I close the trunk, just as I realize that I had dropped the keys in my purse, not in my pocket as I always do. Who cares, you ask?? Well, my car seems to think that when you close the trunk, you also mean to lock the doors... so it did. In case you're just joining us... I just locked my kids in the car, along with the keys and my cell phone, in the parking lot of Braska's preschool. It's a highpoint for me...
I stood there and just blanked for a second, looking at Braska looking back at me through the window. Then I just said, "NO!" I tried the doors, yep, it's locked. No one was in the parking lot, but I saw Julie's van in the lot I usually use. I decided to run for the entrance and ask the front desk to call Julie in the classroom and ask her to come out. I don't have my keyscan card (it's in my purse too, of course) to get in the building, so I had to buzz and wait for the the lady to let me in. I tried to tell her quickly yet calmly that my newborn and her sister were locked in the car, "Please call to room 201 and ask Julie to come to the parking lot." I don't think she heard me or understood, because she just told me I could go down to the classroom and talk to her, then she gave me directions. I said again that my daughters were in the car and I wanted to go back to the car right away. She wasn't getting it. She offered me the phone, so I started to dial M's phone, but realized quickly that I was closer to the house than he was, and the extra keys were there, not with him. So I said nevermind and headed for the classroom. Luckily, Julie was coming my direction in the long hallway, so I said, " Hey, I need you, like NEED you!" And I turned to go back outside as she sped up and followed me.
She caught up and introduced her brother who was with her. I gave her the rundown quickly, and I asked her to go to my house and get the key. I started to give her the code to the garage when her brother said he would stand by the car and we could go get the key. So that's what we did. I waved at Braska, who was obviously not understanding what was going on, and she was looking like she wasn't going to last long without getting upset.
So we took off for my house. Thankfully, we made good time. I punched in the code, ran in the kitchen, grabbed the key, back out, code in the keypad again, and back in the van. We got back to the school at 10:14 am. I unlocked the doors and grabbed Braska. Kinlee was still snoozing, no problem there. Julie and her brother said they'd stay so I didn't need to mess with taking Kinlee in. I borrowed Julie's keycard, ran into the school with Braska, taking her hat and coat off on the way once inside. We made it to the classroom, I apologized for being late, and the teacher and the aides just said they were surprised that we even tried to make it today. I laughed and said, "Maybe I shouldn't have!" Braska was ready to go, not fazed at all, went right with her teacher and jumped into her school day. Thank goodness for my easy going girls!!!
I got back to the car, Kinlee's still sleeping, I thank Julie and her brother once again. I still can't believe I did that! Now I don't have time for my nap, but that's ok. I've got time to tell you about my fun morning... I hope I don't have a replay of this one any time soon. Make that never!!
Now it's time to head back and pick her up. Note to self: Keep keys in hand at all times!
Happy Monday!!
Today is my first day to have both girls and be on my own. Yeah, it's been two weeks, but I'm apparently slow at learning how to deal with this kind of thing. I knew it would be a challenge, but I thought with starting way early, we could make it. The quick ending is that we did make it...but that's not really the whole story.
Kinlee's been sleeping til about 9 am or so after getting up twice in the night. That's ok, I'm dealing with it. But since Braska is supposed to be at school at 10 am on Mondays, I thought I better not sleep in like I prefer, and instead, I should get up and get things moving earlier to be sure we're on time. Not a problem, since Braska decided to be up twice last night in addition to Kinlee's two times. One time overlapped...so I had to wake M up for a little bit. Then when Kinlee went back down, I dealt with Braska for another hour. I don't know what was up with her... Ah, the digressing that comes with lack of sleep....
Anyway, Braska got up about 8 am, so I got her fed, and headed to the bath with her for a very quick one. Of course as I'm running the water, Kinlee wakes up and lets it be known that she is ready to eat. I manage to get Braska into the tub with Kinlee on my lap, then I opt to put Kinlee in the bouncy while I race through Braska's bath while Kinlee fusses in the other room. After a very quick drying and dressing, Braska watches Sesame Street while I get Kinlee fed. When Kinlee pauses for her two minute nap that's become a habit during meals, I put her back in the bouncy and finish Braska's hair for school. I return to finish with Kinlee, attempted to burp her without success, then put her back down to go get myself dressed. Unfortunately, no shower was to be had in the 25 minutes that were left to get Braska to school 12 minutes away.
I dressed, threw on some makeup, faked a hairstyle, and put Braska's coat and hat on. Kinlee was gonna have to just make the trip in her sleeper. I sat Braska back on the floor, ran to start the car in the garage (yes, I opened the garage first), and came back to pack up Kinlee. When I put picked her up, I noticed that dreaded dark area on her sleeper.... dang it! Time for a diaper and outfit change. We rushed back to her changing table. Off with the sleeper, off with the t-shirt, change the diaper, clean up all over. I put on a new t-shirt and pants, pick her up, and she finally burps....productively. I have spit-up on me, and it's all over her face, but the shirt has been spared. I wipe my shirt enough to not be totally disgusting, I clean her up, and we run back to the living room to get her in the car seat. I take Braska out to the car and put her in, I come back, grab Kinlee's seat with her in it and grab the bags. We all get in the car and head out at 9:53 am. We'll be late, but oh well.
I hit every light as green, which never happens, and we pull into the school lot at 9:59 am. That's awesome! I can't find a spot so I go to the next area, at a different entrance. I'll just have to walk, I can do that. I get out of the car, pop the trunk so I can get the double stroller out, pull it out and open it up. I close the trunk, just as I realize that I had dropped the keys in my purse, not in my pocket as I always do. Who cares, you ask?? Well, my car seems to think that when you close the trunk, you also mean to lock the doors... so it did. In case you're just joining us... I just locked my kids in the car, along with the keys and my cell phone, in the parking lot of Braska's preschool. It's a highpoint for me...
I stood there and just blanked for a second, looking at Braska looking back at me through the window. Then I just said, "NO!" I tried the doors, yep, it's locked. No one was in the parking lot, but I saw Julie's van in the lot I usually use. I decided to run for the entrance and ask the front desk to call Julie in the classroom and ask her to come out. I don't have my keyscan card (it's in my purse too, of course) to get in the building, so I had to buzz and wait for the the lady to let me in. I tried to tell her quickly yet calmly that my newborn and her sister were locked in the car, "Please call to room 201 and ask Julie to come to the parking lot." I don't think she heard me or understood, because she just told me I could go down to the classroom and talk to her, then she gave me directions. I said again that my daughters were in the car and I wanted to go back to the car right away. She wasn't getting it. She offered me the phone, so I started to dial M's phone, but realized quickly that I was closer to the house than he was, and the extra keys were there, not with him. So I said nevermind and headed for the classroom. Luckily, Julie was coming my direction in the long hallway, so I said, " Hey, I need you, like NEED you!" And I turned to go back outside as she sped up and followed me.
She caught up and introduced her brother who was with her. I gave her the rundown quickly, and I asked her to go to my house and get the key. I started to give her the code to the garage when her brother said he would stand by the car and we could go get the key. So that's what we did. I waved at Braska, who was obviously not understanding what was going on, and she was looking like she wasn't going to last long without getting upset.
So we took off for my house. Thankfully, we made good time. I punched in the code, ran in the kitchen, grabbed the key, back out, code in the keypad again, and back in the van. We got back to the school at 10:14 am. I unlocked the doors and grabbed Braska. Kinlee was still snoozing, no problem there. Julie and her brother said they'd stay so I didn't need to mess with taking Kinlee in. I borrowed Julie's keycard, ran into the school with Braska, taking her hat and coat off on the way once inside. We made it to the classroom, I apologized for being late, and the teacher and the aides just said they were surprised that we even tried to make it today. I laughed and said, "Maybe I shouldn't have!" Braska was ready to go, not fazed at all, went right with her teacher and jumped into her school day. Thank goodness for my easy going girls!!!
I got back to the car, Kinlee's still sleeping, I thank Julie and her brother once again. I still can't believe I did that! Now I don't have time for my nap, but that's ok. I've got time to tell you about my fun morning... I hope I don't have a replay of this one any time soon. Make that never!!
Now it's time to head back and pick her up. Note to self: Keep keys in hand at all times!
Happy Monday!!
Ahhh my mom did that to me when I was little! LOL The joys of technology!
ReplyDeleteoh RK, I'm not laughing...yet. It had a happy ending and this or something similar has happened to every parent! Thank God for good friends and extra sets of keys!
ReplyDeleteOh man, Mondays are rough!! I feel for you. Glad it was resolved so speedily!
ReplyDeletewell Im glad that everything was fine, and this had a happy ending
ReplyDeleteI locked my 4 month old in my car while it was running once.... at daycare pick up.... not sure how I hit the lock button.... stood there and watched her sleep while I stressed out completely... and waited for a lock smith...
ReplyDeleteOh wow. So glad you are all OK and you're laughing now. The joys of parenting lol.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you can laugh about it! That is my BIG FEAR!!!! I need to hide another key at our house in case it does!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd what the heck are you thinking doing this when Kinlee is so little??? I didn't make it to school with the two kids until R was 5 weeks old and then we didn't go back for a month after that!!!!! You rock!!!
You are in good company... I was loading the car in MN once when Gracie was just a few months old which would have made Maddy about Braska's age, well Maddy was board and I thought she loves my keys and so I gave them to her to play with while I finished loading. I should mention that the other set of keys for the car were in the ignition:o) Well needless to say I got everything loaded and closed the hatch only to realize that in all of Maddy's fun with my keys she had been pushing the lock button. And the car was locked, running, with both kids and both sets of keys inside. The only thing I could do was beg and plead with my not yet 2 year old to hit the unlock button. Which she seemed to have an aversion to because she just kept hitting the lock button over and over again. Finally, after about 15-20 mins she hit the unlock and I have never given my kids my keys while they were in the car without me again:o) So, you are doing just fine, we all have these, fun stories to tell! Hope the rest of your day goes more smoothly.
ReplyDeletephewey!!! i'm exhausted and dizzy just reading about your antics...!!
ReplyDeletebut wow, girl, you did good :) you should be proud of yourself for making it out of the house at all! things will get easier, and more 'normal' in time - just be kind to yourself
xx
You'll find this hard to believe, I know, but people actually make fun of me for "wearing" my keys and my fob on my belt ...separately... but now I know it's a good idea for just such a situation as YOU faced!
ReplyDeleteGlad that "all's well that ends well" and the dumplings are so easy going.
PS: My Maxima is forever locking himself WITHOUT my asking him to!
Happy Monday indeed!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Karen. At the grocery store, all loaded up and ready to go, Alexander starts playing with my keys while I'm getting him in his car seat. No biggie, right? As soon as I shut his door to go to my door and hop in, he hit the lock button. He kept hitting the lock button as I called Mark and got VM. I prayed that he wouldn't hit the Panic button as I pictured him getting scared and dropping the keys. I begged him to hit unlock. Forty two million years later he hit the unlock button once. I was ready and yanked the car door open just as he hit lock again. He was a pretty little guy then. Mark called back as I was driving home and the crisis had passed. I had lost our spare at that time and quickly had a few more made.
ReplyDelete---Jen
You win the "worst first solo day" award! Oh man!
ReplyDeleteWhat a morning! And you told it so well I laughed all the way thru :o) Tip from the MOM -- wear the remote on a ribbon or something else around your neck. I never have my key and remote on the same ring. When you pick up your key, slip the remote around your neck. You'll never be locked out.
ReplyDeleteBTW, M bragged on your coolness thru it all :o)
Don't worry, you'll soon be into a rythm and most mornings will run smoothly.
ReplyDeleteMy sister did that with my nephew one time with the keys in the car and the car running. There's strength in numbers!
Man! I've never done that but I do have fears of doing it! Thank God you live so close! I didn't dare go out alone so soon with my two girls! Your brave momma!
ReplyDeleteHey RK, Kinlee's picture doesn't link to her blog. I'm too lazy to go look it up each time. :) And I don't want to miss any new news. :) Sorry about your day yesterday. Hope today is lightyears better! We lost Jess at the Western Washington State Fair! :)
ReplyDeleteMom H--Sorry!! I forgot to link it. It's fixed now. :o) Thanks for letting me know!!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like something that would happen to me...pretty much every day!! I hope it gets easier!! I feel your pain having more than one kid makes for a complicated morning!!
ReplyDeleteI am so laughing my rear end off. I have done that...it is a normal accident that I'm sure we've all done a time or two but I can only imagine how you were feeling at the time. Thank the lord for your friend and brother and that you live so close to the school and that you had a spare set of keys at home.
ReplyDeletecrazy morning for you!! dont feel too bad, there are alot of moms and dads that have done the same thing!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe first time I tried to get out of the house with both boys by myself, I had the same issue with poop & then after getting changed, he spit up.
ReplyDeleteAs for accidentally locking the girls in the car, this is a huge fear for me. So glad it all worked out.
What a day!! I'm sure you weren't laughing then, but what a great story to laugh about in the future.
ReplyDeleteoh man! what a day that was; I'm sure I would have wanted a do-over too! I'm glad everything turned out ok in the end and hopefully you can chuckle about it now :)
ReplyDeleteI have locked my son in the car before. My hubby had put a new alarm on the car. When you turned the car on it locked, so I reached over after putting my son in the car and turned it on. This was hubby's car so I didn't think twice about it. As I shut the door I rememebered and said S(*&... too late tho b/c there he was seating in his car seat with my cell phone sitting beside him. Thankfully a woman was getting out of her car next to mine and let me use her cell phone. It didn't help to call hubby tho b/c I had both sets of keys with me. My awesome uncle was a locksmith at the time so I called him. As I was waiting for him it started raining tho. Anyway my son doesn't remember and neither will your girls. Sometimes we need these funny parenting stories lol.
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