Shopping for a Onesies When I’ve Left My Patience at Home

 

Before I start today’s adventures in motherland, I want you to know one thing – I love my children.  I love them more than anything else in the world.  But at the same time, I am human.  And I am impatient some days.

This was one of those days.

Another baby shower for another friend, and I needed to find a gift.  Strolling through the baby onesies in the local baby store, I felt my little one pulling on my leg, asking to go to the bathroom.  Taking the child into the bathroom, I didn’t realize I was still holding onto some designer baby clothes when the alarm sounded as I walked into the bathroom.

Picture the scene – my baby is crying, I’m beginning to lose it, and I have NO IDEA what’s happening.  A kind clerk tells me that I need to hand over the merchandise, I do and then I take my child to the bathroom.

For a moment there, I thought I was going to get arrested for shoplifting.  That would have been fun.  Going to jail for a baby romper that wasn’t even for my kid, oh my mother would have had fun with that one.

Thankfully, the clerk realized what had happened and let me go.  I paid for the clothes and left as quickly as possible.  My little one looked up at me and asked, “Are you having another baby?”

I laughed, kind of.

“Oh honey, not now.  I think you’re the best baby there is.  And you’re all that I need.”  I kissed her on the head and thought about it for a moment.  Even with all of the days where I feel like I might lose it, like I could never handle another child in my life, I do love my children.

Maybe another would be fun.  And these clothes are pretty darn cute.