Bag Lady

People wonder why I carry such a big diaper bag. They wouldn't if they could have been with me today. I was driving down to the beach for a walk when I heard grunting in the back seat. That's never good. I pulled into the parking lot and took her out of her car seat. There was poop overflowing from her diaper, all the way up her back and onto the car seat. It took all the baby wipes to clean her up, a cloth diaper to cover the spot on her car seat, and a new outfit. Fast-forward to later in the afternoon when I was running errands, and I heard that tell-tale rumble again. Thankfully I’d packed another outfit and refilled the wipes, but I had to rummage through the trunk for an extra garbage bag to throw her poop-stained clothes in. And since her car seat was wet again from me cleaning it with disinfectant wipes, I decided to try putting her in the stroller without it. I had to strap her in tight since she can’t sit up on her own, but it worked. Eva is on the verge of outgrowing her car seat anyway, which goes up to 20lbs and 27 inches. It's supposed to last the first six months, but she's grown so fast we're going to have to buy a new one soon. Since hers doubles as an infant carrier that can also be mounted on the front of shopping carts, I don't know how I'll run errands when she outgrows it. She's not able to sit up in the front of a cart yet. It's somewhat frustrating, because although she's exactly where she's supposed to be developmentally, she's the size of an older baby.