A new/old post

My friend Amy Beth over at Ministry So Fabulous! wrote a blog about her jealousy of the Mom/Kid cart at the grocery store. (**You know, the extra large cart with extra seats for the kids... the one I HATE to push, but it is becoming unavoidable!) No, she doesn't want the cart for the extra grocery space... She wants the kid that goes in it! :)

Well Amy Beth, you are more than welcome to borrow Chandler and Riley on your next Wal-mart trip! :)

This is a post I wrote at 34 weeks pregnant with Riley. Enjoy!

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

GOING TO WALMART AT 34 WEEKS PREGNANT WITH A PRE-SCHOOLER WILL PUT YOU INTO LABOR... Current mood: uncomfortable Category: Life Brandon and I have recently been discussing Wal-Mart and have come to the conclusion "if you can't find it at Wal-Mart, you probably don't need it." Today I've decided that that statement is oh so true and applies to childbirth as well. GOING TO WALMART AT 34 WEEKS PREGNANT WITH A PRE-SCHOOLER WILL PUT YOU INTO LABOR... or pretty darn close to it! First of all it is 23 degrees today here in good ole Cleveland, TN. Why in the world did I think that today would be a good day to go do some serious grocery shopping?? Because Brandon got paid this morning and we are completely out of food. Second, I have been saying for the past month that I would not be returning to Wal-Mart without Brandon's help.... yeah right! Third, Chandler is in the "I really want to help you do EVERYTHING, mommy" stage. Some days that's good and other days that's not so good. It's good when I need something off of the bottom shelf and I can't bend over that far because of my ever growing belly... but it's bad when something is on the top shelf and she gets upset because I got it rather than trying to lift her up so she can get it. The desire to "help mommy" wears off about the time we pull into our driveway and it's time to unload all those groceries (which have managed to grow heavier and heavier on the ride home). I don't know what part is worse... getting them out of the back of the Explorer and into the kitchen or trying to pick the bags up off the kitchen floor to unload them. It takes me an hour to get all the shopping done (if I race around like a crazy woman) and then it takes me 20 minutes to get all of the groceries into the kitchen and the cold stuff into the fridge and freezer. Then it takes me about an hour to recoup and catch my breath before unloading all of the non-perishables. By the time I get the rest of the food put away that's 3 hours of my day!!! Ugh! Just thinking about this trip and my 3 hours of "pain" makes me need to go lie down.