Last night at dinner I watched a little family sit a couple tables from us. I thought to myself look at them, that baby is young and they are still living life. Good for them. So jealous. I remembered how for the first three months are Karson's life we were sequestered in the house. Just then, the baby let out a cry and continued for the next couple minutes. I saw the look on the parent's faces, I recognized the feeling, I saw the internal debate. Were they going to have to abort their meal or was this tantrum going to blow over. Like so many other parents Kurt and I have had our fair share of baby meltdowns in the most inopportune places. You know the kind of meltdowns...when people stop in their tracks to watch you do everything in your power to subdue the screaming monster in your arms. Thankfully most of these tantrums have happened when I've been out with my Mom. Unlike Kurt and myself, she has the patience of a saint. I can recall the most embarrassing, it goes back about two months now, but it is definitely one for the history books. We were out running errands, last stop was Michael's. We knew we were in for it, we were cutting it close to bedtime and this boy like's his night time routine! We decided to gamble anyway. We made it into the door when he began to scream at the top of his lungs, in an effort to get the bottle ready as fast as possible I drenched him, myself and his car seat. Breast milk splashed all over the floor. I felt so bad for the guy who had to mop up after us. Of course Mom had to tell him specifically that it was breast milk.That stuff is horribly sticky!!! At this point you could hear his scream echoing throughout the store. All eyes were on us, or at least they felt like it. I quickly snapped at my Mom and ran out the door with him. Couple minutes later and I was determined to buy what I came for. About ten minutes later while in the baking aisle, my Mom left us to use the bathroom. As soon as she walked away the second wave hit. This time I only had one pair of hands, in addition to spilling the milk, I dropped an entire display of cupcake trays. I thought to myself the security camera is getting one hell of a show tonight. Just then, Mom came back and proceeded to tell me that she could hear Karson all the way in the back of the store, if you know Michael's, then you know how huge the store is. I was spent, he won. We purchased and got the hell out of dodge. Lesson learned. Tantrums are part of life, some worse than others. Us parents, we feel for each other. I wanted so bad to go to those parents and let them know it wasn't as bad as it seemed!
This morning at breakfast, Karson grabbed my napkin. Lately he is being known as the napkin napper. Of course, he put it non-stop directly into his mouth. Kurt freaked out and let him know this was not okay! He took the napkin from him and he started screaming. As an experiment I gave it back, he stopped crying. Holy lord it is starting already, temper tantrums for not getting what he wants! This child is going to be exhausting. Napkins are not for babies! Fourth of July we took it easy, I had to work that night and the heat beat us. We went to the Green Turtle for lunch. Kurt was holding boogie, when the napkin napper struck. I look up and before we know it Karson has half of the napkin ripped off in his mouth. Kurt swung into action and just about choked the poor kid in an effort to save his life. Turtle napkins are not made for the potent drool this kid produces. Another lesson learned. Test your napkins before letting your baby have it.
In other news I think I am going to take a swing at this whole handmade crafting business. Since the evolution of websites like Etsy and Pinterest, crafting is cool! Its about time other people got on the bandwagon. Since the beginning of my stay at home days, I have had the time to devote to some crafting projects, I've done a couple things for the house and a couple as gifts. Most recently I hand painted wooden picture frames and specialized them to fit the Father that they were going to. In one night shift at work I did seven frames. Pretty good. I need to fine tune my details and plan more constructively. I am very critical of my work, which makes for some aggravation. I don't want to get in over my head with this, I want to be able to still enjoy crafting. First, I need to see if there is a market for handmade gifts. I believe there is. Second, I need to see if anyone is interested in my crafts. I've had some positive comments come my way. Thirdly, I need to sit down with the husband and write up a business plan, marketing, advertising and all the money talk. Then, we will get to making a go of this. Who knows, it might be a fun way of meeting new people and getting in touch with my creative side. I'm done circling the drain, now I just gotta take a leap of faith. Kreations by Kasey coming soon!
The Napkin Napper Strikes Again!
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