I don’t know why I say it to myself “We’ll just pop to…”……..pop, nip, and quickly all need to be removed from a mothers vocabulary! There is no “I’ll just pop in” or “lets quickly nip here” with a baby. It’s GONE!
So I said to myself we’ll just pop to Ikea, we won’t be long 😬 it’s not too far from my end. I went with my mum and we left around 4:30pm. Plenty of time to get back before the bedtime routine aka the night shift begins! I’m not overly precious on bedtime being bang on time ALL the time but I am a routine type person, I like consistency, efficiency and for things to run smoothly…(Ok I am a bit precious about it it seems).
We’re about to join the motorway, I’m in the wrong lane and I know it. It’s ok I’ll be able to switch lanes. SHIT, I couldn’t get across and we went 40 minutes in the knowingly wrong direction, frustrated as hell until the first exit off! Back we go, stuck in the peak traffic we thought we’d miss and should of missed if I hadn’t of gone the wrong bloody way!
We arrived at Ikea at stupid o clock having caught ALL the traffic along the way! You know when you think to yourself when you first went wrong lets go home and start again another day but the other voice in your head wills you “you can do it” and you find out no…you can’t…not today!
I don’t like shopping, never have, never will but, we’re here now lets forget the journey and start again. Imani fell asleep in the car so it could be a peaceful shopping trip. Famous, last, words ;). Two minutes in and she woke up but all is good, she’s smiling away, making her ‘cute’ sounds it’s fine, lets continue shopping. Five minutes later out comes “Winge-gina”. So we promptly stop at the restaurant and we all ‘feed’.
Fed and watered we continue, get what we need and then “Winge-gina” re-appears. I take her out the pushchair and carry her. She stops. Why didn’t I leave the pushchair in the car?? Now I’ve got to carry her and push the pushchair that has a more independent mind than a shopping trolley with a dodgy wheel (we’ve all had one). Didn’t think it through!
Is it just me or does anyone else think Ikea is a tad over rated? Maybe it’s just because I don’t like shopping at the best of times but I can’t stand having to stop and write down the aisle, location number and the other bits of info you need when you want something. It’s like shopping at a ginormous Argos accept you have to pick and pack it yourself!! I have to admit I do take quite a bit of pleasure from saying in the collection area (smugly and loud enough around staff) “Picked and packed by Martine Warmann” 🤓 #BasicallyDoingYourJob
By the time we got to the checkout area I had tried Imani in the Ikea trolley seat with some toys. She’s normally too small for them but with a bit of improvisation, jobs a goodun! After checkout (which took ages as only two tills were open…don’t you just love that) we stopped for another feed because she’s at the age where she hardly takes milk when in public as she’s distracted by everything 🙈
Journey home…lets summarise. You can’t take your trolley to the car, bollards everywhere which ALSO makes leaving with a pushchair a nightmare! We leave Ikea, no mobile data, no sat nav, gone the wrong way! 😬 Back on the right track, need petrol, stop again. Back on the motorway, much quicker on the way home, well it was. Junction to exit CLOSED. Why? WHY?!? Followed the diversion, back on track, so frustrated from the junction being closed missed my turn. What is wrong with me today?? #BabyBrainAllDayErrrryDay. We got home at 9:45pm!!!!! There goes our bedtime routine! Urgh what an afternoon!
On a plus note though we did get what we came for AND Imani fell asleep at her usual time AND all the way home AND slept through the transition from the car to her bed! She’s such a good girl ❤️
As for me…I’m just gonna stick to online shopping going forward 😜
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