We've been busy here in the Vega house, not so much by circumstance as by the sheer beauty of the idea of wasting away the whole morning or afternoon by just getting out of the house. It's quite a process and if my neighbors are any bit as nosy as myself, I'm sure they find delight in watching my 10 minute departure routine. I used to carry both car seats out to the car, and then the positive correlation of babies weight and age put a stop to that. I'll admit that I have been guilty of lugging one of the babies and Sebi to the car and then rushing back to get the other baby. Enter Oprah and her gruesome depictions of unattended children left in the car, yes for just 10-15 seconds, and so my routine was born.
I'd like to say that I get the babies and put them in a play pen as I sprint to the car to get the double-stroller, but usually Dora, Little Einsteins, or the Backyardigans watch them as I run out and grab it. Then I park it by the front door step (with the brakes on) because one time I forgot and went outside to find it half-way up the lawn..Once everything I think I'll need is crammed into the diaper bag and Sebi is dressed, I grab one of the babies and have Sebi come with me to put him in the stroller. Then, I get the other baby, load him up, and lock up the house. This is when we get to take our 1st daily stroll of about 8-10 feet from the doorstep to the car. (The second one happens when we get back home.) Now I park the stroller near my car and get it and the AC started because Texas is hot, no joke. Here is the tricky part that I'm sure (if there are any) nosy neighbors really get a kick out of. The driver-side passenger seat door is temperamental. It unlocks -but only if you have your hand under the door handle as the door is being unlocked. I don't know why, or how I figured out this trick to get it to open, but I have come to accept my situation. So my left hand unlocks the car while my right arm stretches to be in it's expected position as I open the door. Now I get to load all the kids in and I usually start with Sebi -since he is mobile and can easily get distracted by anything his eyes can follow. Then the babies get strapped in and I fold up the double stroller and fit it ever so snugly in my trunk. And we're off to whatever fun event I have planned- like H.E.B., Walmart, or Sam's.
In all this fun, I realized that mother's do indeed use muscles they never imagined they had. I was wearing some pretty flimsy flip-flops and attempted to release the brakes of the double stroller. Would you believe I ended up with symptoms which I can only correlate with those of a shin splint? So, I lost 2 days of jogging for being a mom.
I'll take it :)
***yes, Oprah made it to my blog***
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