The other day Dolan had his first real meltdown. It was crazy!
He just got his upright big boy car seat the hasn’t mastered how to feed himself a bottle while sitting in it yet. We were on our way to the store and he started crying because he was ready to eat. I let him cry a bit, seeing if he could hold off until we got to the store.
That wasn’t going to happen! I had to pull over into an empty lot and at this point he was pissed. I fed him his bottle and we were on our way to the store. I was in a bit of a hurry, had somewhere to be after. If you have children you know that hurrying + fussy children = a delay that you wouldn’t have had I the first place had you not been in a hurry.
So we got out of the store and when the wind blew I could smell a shitty diaper. LOL So, instead of going back into the store I decided to change him in the back of our SUV. BAD IDEA! He kept trying to roll over and succeeded every time. It was a serious struggle, this little boy is strong. Did I mention that I only had three wipes and Dolan was screaming the whole time? I mean SCREAMING!! He was screaming like someone was hurting him each time I would turn him back over. Shit was getting everywhere, shit on my hands, shit on my my arms, shit on the changing mat, and shit on his legs. I was trying to wipe him while he was turned onto his tummy and that’s when I had used up the last little section on my last wipe. He was already in a bad mood, now this was the icing to the cake. I decided that this was good enough, I could change him again when I got home. He continued to scream as I put him in the car seat.
My husband wanted me to stop and get food at a drive through real quick before coming home to wake him. On the way there, Dolan had calmed a bit but not much. I was singing the usual calm down song which is ” If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands.” He cried all the way to the fast food place, and I thought about just going home, but when we got there he stopped crying and so I decided to go ahead.
As soon as another car got behind me, he started screaming again. I was locked in for a bumpy ride! He was screaming at the top of his lungs and it was my turn to order. I apologized before ordering and the woman laughed and I apologized after again. She must have children because it didn’t seem to phase her. The next window I had to pay, yes he is still screaming. I paid cash and told him to keep the change, the guy actually looked annoyed or insulted that I asked him to keep it. I just wanted to roll the window up so they couldn’t hear. I actually thought about driving away without even getting the food so I wouldn’t have to roll my window down again! But I did, last window. WHEW! The lady gave me my items as quickly as she could and I pulled away.
Since he was still screaming, now louder than ever, I thought he was going to make himself sick! I pulled into a parking spot and gave him his pacifier, rubbed his head and told him he was okay. He stopped crying! Yes! A mother’s touch! And then I got in, buckled up and it started again! At this point I felt like crying too. There’s nothing worse than not being able to make your child happy. We got a mile down the road, none of my songs were working. There was a church, THANK GOD! I pulled in, jumped in the backseat and cradled him in my arms. He fell asleep in literally 2 seconds! He didn’t even wake up when I put him back in the car seat, nor when we got home and I transferred him into his crib, and he still didn’t wake up when we later put him back in his car seat, to leave.
What a day!! Needless to say, afterwards I was exhausted and refused to go anywhere without my husband for the remainder of the weekend. Note to self: Don’t take short cuts when in a hurry, it will make you late!!