that wasn't the entire story.
i was just way too upset to write it all out, but here we go.
so when i get haye calmed down after throwing up of course he poops, and of course today is the one day i don't have a spare outfit for him... luckily i had enough wipes (literally, i used all 4 that i had on me and it was just enough) and a diaper in my ergo (baby carrier) so i was changing him on the seat because well, there was nowhere else to do it. and the entire time she seemed mad that i was changing my baby on her seat, so finally i was like "look, if i get any on the seat, i'll clean it up. it's definitely not a priority right now." and she didn't say anything. so anyways, the whole point of our outing was to go see derek at work quickly, and then on the way home stop for second cup (coffee, like starbucks but better) and hang out at my place i guess. so i finally get haye back in his seat and he's doing alright, and she drives to find a second cup (i wasn't paying attention at all to where we were going, i didn't take my eyes off haye like, the entire ride home)...so she FINALLY finds one (after back-tracking a few times) and it's closed for renovations. we were in the parking lot and i was just like "let's go home. i just want to take haye home now." and so yeah, we leave, and she doesn't speak to me the entire time home. so we pull up to my apartment building, and haye is finally sleeping, and she just sits in the car with it running, with obviously no intention to help me at all, so i put on the ergo and unbuckle haye (who is only wearing a diaper and it's raining outside) and put him in the ergo. then i have to magically undo the carseat and load all my shit into it, including a wallet, blanket, toys, dirty outfit, diaper etc...then i have to get it out of the car. i was so angry at this point that i was just like "well, sorry we couldn't get coffee. have a nice night" and she said "i understand. hope haye feels better." i slam the door and leave......and lost my cell phone. so i'm really hoping it is in her car, but i wouldn't know if it is or not because SHE WON'T ANSWER HER CELL PHONE TO TELL ME. ugh. and yes, this is the same "best friend" i was talking about who stood me up to get drunk and always stands me up etc... i'm so angry and hurt. hopefully i can get my phone back and just cut off contact with her.
mama to 9 year old h
and 3 year old z