Things started to go downhill last night. Ryan's been under the weather since he got his shots. No fever-just excessively screaming. Not crying. Screaming. Last night, he was so over tired and refusing to sleep that I had him screaming for about an hour and a half before he finally fell asleep. I lost it. I broke down. I put him down and had to leave the room because I couldn't handle it anymore. Not to mention yesterday, I started getting sick so I had a stuffy nose and could barely breathe and wanted nothing more than to go to sleep. It was miserable.
I was ready to wake up and have a fresh start today. Wrong. Ryan woke up at 3:30 screaming, which is fine, he usually does and eventually goes back to sleep. By 4:10 I realized there was no way I was falling back to sleep. By 4:30 I realized there was no way he was falling back to sleep. I got us up and ready.
I managed to go for my run that I missed yesterday at 6 and it went well. That was good news. However, Ryan only slept for the 20 mins that I ran and woke up as soon as we got home and continued to scream. Not to mention the dogs got into the garbage during the 30 mins I was away. Between screams and cries, I managed to get us packed up, lunches made for what was to be a long day ahead of us. We got ready and headed over to Johnson's tire to get G's car detailed. Our appointment was at 10. I get there and I get the stroller loaded up, everything ready to go, and I go in there to find out the "wash" part is on the side, not the main entrance. The guys were really nice though, they said they'd walk me over there and I could leave my car so I wouldn't have to re-load everything in and out again.
So I get there and check in. They told me when I made the appointment that it'd take 3-4 hours. When I checked in, they changed it to 4-5 hours. I guess they were short a person. But that was still fine. I took my stroller and started walking to Barnes and Nobel to spend the day.
I discovered some really awesome shops on the way! I didn't realize Bagoy's sold more than flowers. I also discovered a card shop and the coolest toy store where I found leggings for Ryan. I was in high spirits as we conquered our first hour and walked into Barnes and Nobel. And then...
I really had to pee. I dragged my stroller through the door into the bathroom. There was another mom and kid in the handicap stall so I waited. I was getting annoyed as we hit the 5 minute mark, however it turns out he had an accident and she was cleaning up and changing his clothes. Despite the fact that he wasn't about the be the only with wet pants, I understood the situation and smiled as she came out. No biggie. As I peed, Ryan woke up and started fussing. His little fussed turned into screams, so I scrambled to get him out of the stroller and walked over to the cafe to feed him.
He ate, then peed so we were off to the bathroom for a second time. Again, someone was in the handicap stall making me wait. Okay, this lady was a little bit older but did she need to use the handicap stall when the other two regular ones were available? No. So was a little ticked off when she took her sweet ass time then came out with no wheelchair, no visible disabilities, and no stroller? Absolutely. I still let it slide and quickly changed Ry's diaper. By the end, he started screaming so I quickly picked him up and headed out to finally begin shopping.
We looked at the children's books. Before we made an entire round of the section, I heard a giant gurgle and before I could react, Ryan's entire back was soaked in poop. One of the biggest poop explosions I'd seen. Off to the bathroom for the third time. Luckily, no one was in the third stall this time. He screamed the whole time I tried to change him and wipe his little body down. His socks were even poopy. I had no where to put his completely soaked clothes so I wrapped it in his blanket hoping to get a bag.
Ryan barely even let me put his clothes back on. I gave up. I got his arms and head through the onesie and didn't even snap it. We went to the register to look for a baggie. As I'm in line, I overhear a woman training another woman at the registers. No joke, this is what she said, "We don't give out bags to anyone unless they make a purchase," and continues on to explain why. I get out of line, cut everyone from the front and go up to that girl. I say, "Did you just say you don't give out bags without a purchase?" She said yes. I said, "My baby just had a poop explosion, is there any way.." She cut me off and shoved a bag at me with an "Omg yes!" That was one of the highlights of my day. And so incredibly thankful that she didn't make a fuss about that. I thanked her and said, "I promise, I'll be making a purchase!"
So we've been at Barnes and Nobel for 40 minutes at this point. 3 bathroom trips. 0 shopping done. Ryan's finally happy so I get him in the stroller with teething rings and we started our shopping. I ended up getting three books and since I had a coupon and a gift card, I only paid $9. Not too shabby. We check out and I planned to go to the cafe and have lunch and chill out until the tire shop called me. The place was packed since school and lots of work had off today. Ryan started to get fussy again so I decided that maybe I'd go back to Johnson's tire and just chill out and have lunch there. And maybe I could set out a blanket and play with Ryan on their chairs.
I make it to Johnson's and see that my car is still parked in the same "wrong" spot I left it in. 2 1/2 hours later they haven't even touched my car. I go inside and get the guys attention. He looks at me, "How are you guys doing?" as if nothing is wrong. I told him that it's almost been three hours and no one hasn't touched my car. I point to my keys that are still on the desk. I tell him I have no ride and a baby and I want to know how much longer it's going to be. "Well, it'll get done sometime today." No. I have a baby. I can't sit here all day. He tells me they have a shuttle service.... but since it's MLK day, it's not up and running. Which doesn't even matter. He tries rationalizing the situation by saying "we have three other details to do today" and "there's one more person in front of you, but they have a lot of stains" and a ton of other crap which makes me think they don't actually put any effort towards their appointments. I was livid.
What ever happened to putting women and children first? Seriously? He saw me come in with a giant stroller. He didn't see me with a car seat. What does this guy think? At this point in the day, after I'd been awake for 10 hours, dealt with poop, nonstop screaming child and a cold that I can't stay home and get better I was ready to just leave. I told him I wasn't staying. He tried to reschedule me! Hell no! I'm not going back there to waste an entire day again. So ridiculous.
I got home, Ryan started crying. I got to eat lunch and as I typed this, my computer froze. I had to reboot. So now I'm home, typing to get out my frustration, and ryan is screaming his head off and I have no cure for him because I can't figure out how to make it freaking stop.
Happy Monday.
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