Friday, August 3, 2007

First Family Outting

It took me four weeks to feel myself again. It was the strangest feeling. I just woke up one morning and finally felt rested and full of energy. I felt like I had been cooped up in the house for too long even though we had run lots of errands with Padon. It was a beautiful weekend and it seemed a perfect opportunity to go to the Pike Place Market in Seattle. We packed up the diaper bag and tried out our new "Ultimate Baby Sling" and made our way to the Everett Transit Center.
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In order to get good parking in the city on a weekend without paying a fortune you have to leave bright and early and we haven't been able to master that yet with Padon so taking the bus into the city seemed the right thing to do. I printed out a schedule and off we went. It was great and a piece of cake. The day was so sunny and we wandered through the vendors dreaming about the purchases we would like to make and the purchases we would have made when we were teenagers. We had to take a picture by the bronze pig and it made me excited to make it a tradition to have Padon's picture taken by the pig every year.
Walter really wanted to stop by the Irish Pub we had eatten at before called Kells and so we made a bee-line for some good Irish grub for dinner. It was the first time I had had a real beer since I had gotten pregnant and it was awesome! Padon was hungry and between the two of us it made for a great photo opportunity.

Walter and I are proud WSU Cougars and often make jokes about the drinking stereotype associated with our beloved school. We would love for Padon to be a Coug too so we had to prepare him for his future.

We ended our meal singing Padon an Irish tune we learned through the SCA called The Barley Mow.We ended our afternoon down on the water front to take some pictures and then made our way back to where we thought our bus would be.
The screwy part was when we got out of the car in Everett I put the bus schedule in the "Ultimate Baby Sling" bag and attached it to the diaper bag and then it became an out of site out of mind thing. When we went back to catch our bus it was a one way street going in the wrong direction and there was no north bound bus stop to be found. I looked through the diaper bag and couldn't find the schedule that would have the address and started to panic. Walter thought he remembered me leaving it in the car and we quickly realized we would have to find a kiosk of some sort that would tell us what buses were running and where. In Seattle, however, the major bus system is the Metro and while we could take a Metro bus it would take us twice as long to get home because they don't go as far north as we live and what we really needed was a Sound Transit bus. Sound Transit brouchures were no where to be found. We must have wandered around for two hours before we opted on a Metro bus that I knew would take us to a Sound Transit station. Minutes later, Walter the wonderful man that he is, found our Sound Transit bus stop and we parked our butts for the next hour and waited, having missed it by seconds.
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The sad thing was we had been down town for hours. So long that what was left of Padon's milk after our dinner had gone sour and he was getting hungry. We had never gotten down nursing from the breast and impromptu nursing never went over well. I did my best but we tried and failed, tried and failed (mind you with a crying and frantic baby) and Walter ended up making a mad dash to a local pharmacy to hopefully buy a nipple shield (the only way I could nurse Padon with any success). He came back however with a nipple to a bottle that had the biggest bottom to it he could find because they didn't have the nipple shield. It was no easy task to get it to stay and get Padon fixed on it but it worked. I wouldn't recommend it and we did still end up on the bus with a crying baby for half the way and the other bus riders weren't very pleased with us. It was definitely a lesson for us new parents. Even if you want to feed your baby exclusively breast milk, always carry formula for the emergencies.
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You can imagine how stupid I felt when we walked in our house and started putting stuff away. The minute I touched the sling's bag I remembered and could have just died. It was a great trip, though, and we really look forward to doing it again.

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