So I’ve done it now, twice. I’ve left the house with the babies, with no help, and driven somewhere in the car. Yesterday we went to Old Navy and I bought them some birthday outfits–they are almost ONE YEAR OLD (huh?!) but that’s another post. Then today we went to the East End Food Coop.
If you’ve been reading for a while you may remember how I used to get out of my walk-up in Brooklyn. For comparison, here’s the new way of getting out of the house.
Step 1: Make sure babies are dressed to go and wearing clean diapers.
Step 2: Carry heavy stroller from porch down three steps to the street. Carry stroller seats down and assemble stroller.
Step 3: Carry one baby down three steps to stroller and buckle in.
Step 4: Get second baby and buckle in.
Step 5: Wheel ten feet to the car.
Step 6: Strap Baby A into car seat.
Step 7: Carry Baby B around to other side of car and strap into car seat.
Step 8: Collapse stroller. Hoist stroller and seats into trunk.
Step 9: Drive away.
This part really wasn’t bad, though I won’t say food shopping while hauling along the double stroller with two restless babies plus a shopping cart wasn’t a challenge. I don’t think I could have made it up the little hill to where my car was parked if someone hadn’t offered help.
Also this is unrelated, but I realized when I got out that I was wearing a shirt and pants that didn’t match, and also that it was the first time I’d looked down at what I was wearing all day. I had at least, before I left, checked whether my sweater was stained and half-heartedly tried to rub some dried baby snot/food out of it. I ran into two people I knew at the coop (which is about all the people I know in Pittsburgh) so I guess there’s no more being anonymous.
Still, I can go places with the babies. Watch me.
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