The same goes for my phone. I have some kind of mental block against taking my phone with me when I go out. I think something in me balks at the idea of being SO ALWAYS accessible to people. Sometimes I just want to be left alone, disconnected. And so most of the time, this tactic works, but then there are the other times when I need to call someone when I'm out, and so have to embark on a great search for the world's last payphone, or else be that weird person who accosts strangers and asks if she can borrow theirs. My phone has one of the best coverage plans in the world; I use it pretty exclusively for reading the internet in bed before getting up in the mornings or as a sleek and expensive paperweight.
But when I had a baby, I told myself all of this would change. I would finally conquer my scatterbrainedness, get my shit together, and be responsible because my baby needed me and it was my job to provide for her. I gathered up all my cards and IDs from jacket pockets and put them in their own special slots in my wallet. I found my phone charger, and put it by my bed and now I make myself find my phone and plug it in, no matter how late it is, before going to sleep at night. I made a handy reference list of all the things I would need to take with me when leaving the house with my infant, to be prepared for any poopy, snotty, spituppy eventuality and stuck it by the door.
And still, sometimes, I forget important things. As I found out when I was out this morning, and confronted with Lulu's poopy diaper.
Here is what I had in my diaper bag:
- One cloth diaper and what looked like an insert, but is actually a burp cloth
- Changing pad
- Library books
- Empty (and smelly) container of breastmilk
- Gripe water
- Earrings and necklace
- Two lipglosses
- Extra onesie
- Extra pants (too small)
- Hat shaped like pumpkin. This may seem very apropos for the season, but has actually been in the diaper bag since we bought it two months ago.
Another way of looking at it is that I am training my daughter to be the female MacGuyver.
FWIW, I used the burp cloth as a diaper insert, and subbed paper towels for wipes. Horrible blowout in car on way home. Of course.
Going out with a baby is hard. Staying close to home is much easier.