I want to say thank you to the kind ladies at CVS tonight. I had to stop there in the way home from the doctor with William. He has the diaper rash from hades, on top of, a cold (maybe a sinus infection) and of course, teething. In fact, I wouldn't have stopped there but the doctor had called in a prescription for a strong diaper cream for the rash. So, we get out and grab and cart, the only cart in the store, and it doesn't have a safety belt in the infant part. I put William in thinking it will be a quick trip, but then I grab some things for his cold (meds, ibuprofen, more butt paste, etc) and then see the line. As least 5 people ahead of me and now William is attempting to escape the cart while pretending to be a velociraptor. He's screeching his unhappiness of not going straight home while attempting to use his keen sense of intelligence to stand and leap from the cart. I'm trying to encourage him to sit back down, but as his bottom hurts that lasts under 2 minutes before the escape attempts resume. We've been in mine 5+ minutes now and we've moved 1 spot. The pharmacists are giving us death glares and aren't hurrying. A couple of old ladies are just shaking their heads at me. I'm doing the best I can to turn my child-velociraptor back into his normal teddy bear self. I'm singing , dancing and playing.
Nothing is working.
Now there are only 3 people ahead of us. I start feeding William the pouch and he's loving it. Happy child is a fed child. Then, every parent’s nightmare. Your child turns that fabulous shade of yellow green and makes an erping sound. I do what every sane mom would do. I hold out my hands. He aims and now we are both covered in blue vomit and it has splattered on the floor, all over William and myself. Unfortunately, I'm holding the majority of it. What did I think I was going to do once I caught it?
I'm now in the middle of CVS with my sick child and holding his vomit.
I'm not sure if I looked as "what do I do now" as I was thinking in my head, but if that was the case, I'm sure the people are like "OMG! What a hot mess!" Thinking this was going to be a quick trip inside, I had left all provisions in my car, so I just had my little purse with my phone and wallet in it. Not even a tissue. I'm looking frantically around and I don't see anything I can use.
Thank you. You could have run the other way and left me stranded, but you all went out of your way for a stranger.
Then, the nice miracle ladies of the pharmacy line stepped up. The lady in front of me goes through her purse and finds a coupon for me to wipe some of the blue vomity goo on my hands off into. Another nice lady magically produces napkins and Kleenex for me to wipe down my hands. The lady behind me produces some form of baby catnip in the form of her keys to keep William entertained while the pharmacist checked everyone out and then checked me out.
You could have run the other way and left me stranded, but you all went out of your way for a stranger.
I hope I can pay it forward one day.