well…actually it was more for the mamas than the bubbas (at least at this point in time). The last we all had some fun going out & shopping together was when we were in our 3rd tri bellies so we were really looking forward to yesterday’s playdate with our bubs in tow.
For me, it was a first – bringing liam out on my own – and boy I was so nervous about ensuring he got enough rest and food before heading out that I was an hour late in meeting the girls and even forgot to pack wet wipes in my diaper bag!
It was fantastic just meeting the ladies again, laughing and taking photos at the expense of our babies’ expressions. I had so much fun. Although it would have been even better if Liam didn’t decide to release 3 days’ worth of poo on me while I was carrying him at one point. Thankfully I wore black and so the shit stains weren’t as obvious. Well, then again the Bo & I have been concerned about his poo output for the past 3 days and have been massaging him religiously so…can’t complain!
Our outing also invited some unwarranted attention. At one point we were like “exhibits” in the restaurant, with passer-bys watching and pointing at us through the glass window. I also had sales aunties gather around Liam’s pram at Watsons when I was lining up to make payment; and pregnant ladies asking if our babies were all around the same age. Another grandma with her grandson in tow was just talking to me about baby stuff like we knew each other for a very long time whilst waiting for the lift (o…kay..) and I had another taking a peep at Liam in the carrier over my shoulder which gave me a little scare when I realized how closed she was to me. Although it was quite baffling, the sort of attention derived when babies are involved :p
I was also amazed at how I managed to adapt to any situation really quickly, being able to manage both the pram and carrier at the same time. I supposed when one doesn’t have much of a choice to cop out, the brain just works wonders in kicking in those maternal instincts aye.
End of our play date, Liam was one happy boy and I was one happy (and exhausted) mama!