We get to the mall, actually got an upfront parking spot which is nearly impossible at Lakeside. Take the stroller out and since it's new we are still getting used to how it functions so I am trying to strap the carseat in and it won't go through.. it's kind of cold out so I am like just forget it, will figure this out once we get inside the mall. So we get into the mall, still not working I start feeling pissed off because why is nothing working then finally I flipped the seat inside the stroller around and pop the car seat in and bam it connects.. perfect we are ready to go. She's happy for the time being until we step foot into macy's. She gets very fussy, doesn't want her binky and my first thought is great she needs to be nursed, where the hell can I go to do that. So I find a fitting room, which is small as hell and park the stroller inside and nurse her. I'm sitting in a small seat staring at myself in the mirror and feeding my daughter, it was quite the picture and the realization of this is what my life has become. Shopping will no longer be a quick trip.
Then the big kicker, my mom comes into the fitting room as she was finishing up. She needs her diaper changed at this point and my mom takes over to do it on the floor.. of course Chloe pee's all over the place and lets out a good poop.. it was quite funny. Thankfully my mom took care of that mess because that probably would've set me over the edge and we would be leaving empty handed at the store. So I finish up nursing her and we head back out.
So my mom is picking up every outfit in sight saying ohh and ahh and she needs this and that and this will look so adorable on her while once again, I try and calm Chloe down as she continues to be fussy even after her feeding. I can't even look at any clothes because she refuses to be in the stroller at this point. Of course she just wants to be held.. she is my little cuddle bug. So our trip was cut short after my mom spends $100.00 yes ONE HUNDRED BUCKS on a few outfits.. she's the crazy one not me. I of course can't buy a damn thing, but am absolutely grateful that my mom is able to buy all these cute outfits for her to wear. Hey, while she's out throwing 100 bills around, I could use a new coat and a pair of after being p
regnant jeans since my fat ass still cant fit into my pre-pregnancy clothes.
So we leave the store, my mom's strolling the stroller and I've got my baby in my arms.. of course that draws attention to everyone and we get all sorts of compliments on how beautiful my daughter is. She really is cute! See for yourself:

And that was our mall trip. We ended it with two Starbucks in hand and a bagful of beautiful clothes to enhance my daughters beauty :)
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