We went to the later one since I was sure we could make it. Our schedule was a mess today, and we skipped the morning nap since we were awake from two to five am and slept in until almost nine. I knew we were playing with fire leaving the house, but also story time is fun so we went.
So she was a bit delicate when we arrived, but we went and we sat on the floor and we had a nice time. Singing and reading and a room full of kids. Great. By the end, she was fading and wanting to climb me and that's fine, she can sit in my lap.
I think I took up more than my allotted space on the floor. I felt like I was taking up more space than I was supposed to, but I can't sit criss-cross-applesauce. I started W-sitting, my preferred method, and then ended up with my legs out in front of me, next to the baby, because I felt like I was taking up a lot of space side-to-side.
I bought a new umbrella stroller like a week ago. I'd been talking about how I need one for months, and I finally went and got one. Our big stroller is great for errands and long walks with a dog and all, but I needed something for short trips, mass transit and times when I want to put more in the trunk of the car than just the stroller.
This was our first trip out with the new stroller.
So, I tried to put the baby in the stroller in the room where story time had been held, and she protested mightily. We ended up both laughing while she was arch-backed, sliding down the seat, getting tangled in the straps. I had my back to the room, so I don't know how the other adults reacted, but I assume they've all been there or know they will be soon.
I took her out and wheeled the thing to the hallway to try again. And I got her strapped in without her foiling me, but she did immediately start yelling the instant I set her down. I know this game, and I know she would stop as soon as we were moving.
A woman was walking down the hallway, and she stopped and said to my baby "Didn't anyone ever tell you that beautiful babies don't cry?"
My kid is ten months old. I still talked to this lady because I'm an idiot, and she did think the baby was much older than that. "She's BIG." (not entirely approving in tone.) But, regardless. Beautiful babies don't cry.
I replied something about nice mommies not setting down their children so she's certainly allowed to be angry at me, and eventually the woman got distracted by a kid in a dress with a cupcake skirt and matching hair band.
I have a lot of thoughts on "beautiful babies don't cry". There's a lot to unpack in that. But ultimately (because my darling child just woke up from her nap and is starting to cry once more), I'll mostly just say that I wish I hadn't grabbed the flowered hoodie today and had dressed her in the blue one or the green striped one.
Also, at least one of the three teeth I could see trying to work their way out has arrived. She hasn't let me look for the other two yet.