It was so beautiful out today that I decided to grab Lily and the stroller and head down to Zara to check out their Spring collection.
Zara is about a good 30 minutes away by foot, fast foot that is. Lily fell asleep half way through which was good because sometimes she can get a little fussy in the stroller. She seems to prefer the Baby Bjorn these days but she’s getting too heavy and the destination was too far today.
After scanning Zara and having grabbed a few items to take in the fitting room, I thought “Where are ALL the Spring colors? Where is the yellow, pink, orange, green?”. Everything in there was so muted which is fine but my mood has been muted, I wanted/needed a pick-me-up.
Once in the fitting room with a now awake Lily, I noticed that she was not only awake but she also had a dirty diaper.
Thankfully, we were in a BIG fitting room that had a big bench where I changed Lily. It stunk up the whole place but there was nobody else back there. lol
Ok, with her diaper changed, I placed her back in the stroller and started to try on some clothing.
Nothing was looking right. The shirts were too tight because my breasts are HUGE and proceed to get bigger every week, the pants…my butt isn’t ready for those yet, the cardigans didn’t do anything. Ugh!
So there I was in the fitting room not feeling so great when Lily started to get fussy. She was hungry. I thought to myself: “Now I’m going to have to breast feed her in here too.”
I handed the unwanted items (all of them with the exception of a dress) to the sales clerk and asked him if he minded that I stay a bit longer because I had to breast feed. He was so nice, he didn’t mind.
I ended up purchasing the dress. It’s an over the head dress so I probably won’t even be able to wear it for a while because I can’t breast feed in it but, oh well.
Conclusion: shopping for me with Lily by myself is not so much fun. Not yet anyway.