It's About Time

So, one of my biggest pet peeves is when people are late. I always made sure that I was early or on time for all meetings, appointments, and get togethers. The reason I don't have parties anymore is because my friends never come on time, but that's a whole different post.

Anyways, I always wondered what the big deal was to get somewhere on time when you had a little one. I have discovered what the big deal was two days after she was born. It was her first doctors appointment. I have to get ready and I have to at least look presentable. I have to get her ready. I have to change her diaper. I have to feed her. I have to load up the diaper bag and pack it just in case the car breaks down and I am stuck on the side of the road by myself without any means of communication for the entire day. I have to strap her in the car seat without upsetting her and jarring her neck around. I have to gather all my stuff that I need . . .purse, coat, hat, gloves, bottle of water. Usually when I go to put my shoes on, I realize that I forgot my socks upstairs. I'll come back down to load the car and realize that I forgot my phone upstairs. And, when I go to load the car I realize that I haven't warmed the car up. I don't want to have her sit in a cold car and freeze to death!

I am getting better as the weeks go by. I try and start the "getting ready to go somewhere" process about an hour before departure time. I have learned to start with myself first. I have a checklist in my head that seems to be working. I'll be back to my good ol' timely self one day!