Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Is That a Diaper in Your Pocketbook, Or...?
This means that I have been playing a form of toddler Russian roulette recently.
When heading out for any number of outings, from a quick run to the grocery store to an entire afternoon of errands, I have been forgoing the entire diaper bag and simply placing a single diaper in my purse.
I recognize that I'm playing with fire here. More often than not, I have just the diaper and nary a wipe to my name. I have no replacement clothes, no changing pad, no plastic trash baggy. I am living on the edge!
The issue is that babies have a remarkable number of accessories (each sold separately!). After multiple outings wherein the imprint of the diaper bag strap remained on my shoulder for a good week afterward, I started looking for ways to reduce weight. Since I already have something of a Mom purse (containing napkins, baggies of cheerios, bottles of aspirin, various electronic devices and their power cords, two to three board books, multiple toy cars, and a wallet with at least one dollar bill in it, in case of an emergency), it seemed simpler to just add the diaper to the purse.
Simpler, but perhaps not wiser. There is only one public diaper blowout standing between me and the decision to start carting LO's changing table and potty with me wherever I go, including into the backyard.
But for now, I will continue to court diaper disaster. After all, I live for danger.
Posted by Emily Guy Birken at 9:51 AM