That One Time I Took My Newborn Grocery Shopping…

Earlier this week I linked up with Emily to share my grateful heart. I shared how grateful I was that it was a new month so our budget would start over and I could get some new groceries! Many of you seemed to relate to that story, so today I thought I would share the story of my trip to the grocery store with my newborn. I hope you enjoy this one too!

When I first got married I hated grocery shopping. I was overwhelmed by it, I didn’t know my way around the store, and it cost so darn much money! After several months of complaining about it, I finally told myself I have to learn how to enjoy this. I told myself it’s not going away, so just get used to it!

So that’s what I did.

And now I actually enjoy going to the grocery store. I really like planning my menu, making my list, taking inventory, gathering up coupons and sale ads, and my reusable shopping bags.

shopping with a newborn

ANYWAY! On to my story!

LB was probably only about a month old when I decided I would take him to the grocery store with me. I didn’t necessarily want to, but we needed food and Cambre was at work. What other choice did I have?

I did my normal “pre grocery shopping” routine; make a list, gather up coupons and reusable bags, etc. I headed off to the store and by the time I got there LB was asleep. I breathed a sigh of relief and started working down my list as fast as I could go. In my head, I was priding myself on having a sleeping baby and a list on my first shopping trip with a baby in tow.

And then it happened…

As soon as I was thinking how great of a mama I am, I plowed into a Ritz cracker display at the end of the aisle. A couple dozen boxes of Ritz crackers went flying out into the main aisle. I just stood there in shock. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Surely I didn’t do that? Maybe I can just back peddle outta here and no one will know it was me. But right about then a sweet old lady on oxygen came walking up and said “it’s just hard to see around there, isn’t it?” (I had LB in his carseat in the basket of the cart…which from what I understand now, that’s a no go?)

No escaping my mess now. I laughed it off and thanked her for helping. She added “I don’t thank anyone else saw.” How sweet of her.

Please tell me I’m not the only one who’s caused a scene at the grocery store with a baby!