Of course we hit up Costco. When are we not at Costco, right?
Target got a visit, too. Because my clothing situation is pretty bad. It seems like nothing in any size fits me. Or if it fits it’s difficult to breastfeed in. Grr.
One thing I bit the bullet and did was buy new pants. My old ones were falling off me. No I’m not tiny by any means, I just don’t have any pants in the size I’m currently in since I’m usually bigger or smaller than this. Never this particular size. Ugh.
Everett cried on the way to Target and cried all through Target. I stopped to nurse him like three times but he’d still cry the second my boob left his mouth. Allan had dropped me off and then went on to Macy’s to get pants for himself. I texted him after like five minutes and said, “Come get me. E is screaming.” lol. This baby is not the most easy going!
Seriously I breastfed in the car right before going in Target, then in the fitting room, and then at Starbucks in Target (that was the worse) and… just no. No, no, no, it doesn’t work. I loathe breastfeeding in public because Everett can NOT nurse with a cover on (he just lets go of my boob and SCREAMS the second I put something over him) and nursing without a cover is not even close to possible with my big chest. I don’t feel like showing my breasts to everyone. Nor do I want to risk someone saying something to me! I don’t think I could handle it emotionally!
Payson had asked me if he could do a mad face for the family picture and I said do whatever you want! Ember asked to see the back of the camera after I took the family picture and when she saw Payson’s mad face she insisted I take a picture of her mad face!
I guess the day before or earlier in the day Allan and she had been talking about eating the moon? It made her giggle when we were asking her why in the world she’d eaten the poor moon. She said, “It’s right there, see??” And pointed to the moon in the sky.