Little Bean in his carseat.

Tomorrow Little Bean is 5 weeks-old and in those 5 weeks I’ve:

  • taken him out to dinner many, MANY times,
  • strolled around the mall,
  • brought him to watch his brother’s karate class,
  • walked with him regularly outside–even when it’s chilly,
  • traveled out of state to visit family,
  • taken him to the park with his brother, and
  • brought him to see movie with me.

And that’s just what I can remember.

As you can tell, I have a hard time sitting at home. Even right after giving birth I need to get out and about. It helps me recover mentally and physically from the insane, life altering event that having a child is.

When we are out of course most people ooohhh and ahhhh at the newborn but there’s always one or two comments about how he’s too young. With my first it happened at a baseball game when he was about 6 weeks. Someone stopped me in the stadium, asked how old he was and then went on and on how she wouldn’t take her kids out of the house until there were at least 3 months-old.

Really? Three Months?

I’d want to blow my brains out.

With Evan the comment came Monday when I took him with me to see a movie. I was in line getting popcorn and a woman started cooing at him. She asked how old he was and when I told her she started to say–to Evan mind you, not me,

“Mommy’s got you out and about. You should be home. There’s too many germs and yucky stuff here for you.”

Ummmm ok, crazy, passive aggressive lady, I’ll just lock him up in a plastic bubble for the rest of his life.

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