Long, But Short..............

This weekend was a long weekend as I had Friday off. But, the weekend seemed to be too short. Austin had planned to work on Friday to finish up a survey at the O'Neil Airport in Lawrenceville, IL and my mom was not available to keep Camden as she was going to the Women of Faith conference in Indy. So, after a long week at work, I decided it would be a great opportunity to take off and spend the day with Camden. Camden and I spent most of the day just hanging out together. We didn't have anything on our agenda other than picking up the house and taking a nap. Friday evening Clint, Steph, and Riley came to visit and have dinner with us. We had a great time chatting and catching up. We don't have friends over often but should because each time we do we have such a nice time. Camden is half of Riley's age and it is amazing to know that in 5 short months, Camden will doing all the things she is doing - talking to herself, crawling around, pulling herself up, eating rice crispies, and drinking from a cup. We attempted to take a picture of Riley and Camden, and this is the best we could do!

Saturday was another Camden and Mommy day as Daddy helped our Uncle Bob roof his new pole building. We began our day with a trip to Wal-mart and needless to say it wasn't so great. While we love our Chicco travel system, the big drawback is that the infant car seat does not fit or latch on to the shopping cart. So, we are have two options. One being to carry Camden in our arms, push him in a stroller, or set his infant car seat in the basket. Since it was just Camden and I (we usually have Daddy with us) I sat Camden's seat in the basket and began shopping. After about 20 minutes Camden decided that he didn't want to ride (maybe because there were groceries stacked all around him) so I took him out of his seat and carried him while pulling (instead of pushing) the car around while trying to scan my list. Once we completed shopping from our list, I headed to the check out. I began unloading groceries from my car with only one head. While it was difficult, it was manageable. I had a few large items that I could not unload one handed. So, I took Camden's infant seat and placed it on the floor. Camden was starting to get fussy and tired, so I put him in his infant seat on the floor and started to buckle him in. But that I thought to myself "he's okay for now until I get checked out". I finsihed unloading the larger items from my cart and then started scooting the infant seat forward. I felt the seat get lighter and looked down at the seat and saw Camden face down on the Wal-mart floor. I dropped everything in my hands, scooped him up in the arms before he even let out a cry. When I cuddled him close be began to scream. I eyes filled with tears as I stood there attempting to comfort my son as everyone around stared at me. I'm quite sure everyone was thinking "what a terrible mother". Camden didn't cry long and started to fall asleep I wasn't sure if he was just so tired or if he was hurt. By this time, the lady had finished scanning my items so I quickly paid for my items buckled Camden into is seat and carried his seat while attempting to pull my cart behind me to the car. I have never felt so bad about anything in my life! I put Camden in the car, loaded my belongings, and headed for home. During all the commotion in Wal-mart I had dropped Camden's pacifier. Once we got in the car and moving Camden started screaming. With no pacifier, a screaming and possibly hurt baby I headed for my
Grandma's. When we got to Grandma's, I got Camden out of his seat and began to nurse him (mostly for comfort). While nursing I was able to get a good look at him and there was no bumps, bruises, or spots. After his snack he was happy, smiley, and excited to see Grandma and that is when I knew that he was okay. While this was just an accident, the sight of seeing him face down on the concrete floor haunted me the entire day. I have learned not to ever put Camden in anything (seat, swing, etc.) with out buckling him in even it we aren't moving. And, to slow down - trying to hurry doesn't save that much time. I've also learned not to try and do Wal-mart on my own until Camden is old enough to safely sit in the shopping cart. Thank goodness my baby isn't old enough to realize what happened and that is was all Mommy's fault. I know that this is probably the first of many accidents but as a new mommy I don't want to see my baby hurt.

After the Wal-mart trip, Camden and I went swimming. He loved the water, but got worn out after about 30 minutes. Thank you Smith's for sharing your pool!




Today we went to church and had lunch at Great Uncle Jerry and Great Aunt Deb's. Daddy and mommy enjoyed the ribs, corn, salad, and potatoes. Camden, of course, enjoyed the great outdoors.